brderj
Active Member
I love riding. I love getting way back in the mountains of Colorado, passing those little towns that have maybe one gas station which don't take credit cards. I love the smells, the temperature changes as you drop in and out of valleys. I love endless miles of straight ahead rolling highway. I love riding.
But my favorite are nights like last night. Top gun motor sports is a Harley shop in Denver. Every Wednesday night is bike night. So a group of my friends, and my fiance was even in town, gear up and head over there. Live music, about 150 bikes, it was great. We stayed until about 2200 and took the long way home. Just my lady and I on the bike. The weather was perfect, traffic was minimal, I could have continued on that road all the way to NY if I had to. It was a perfect night, the perfect ride. I will admit my soon to be wife has a habit of making good rides all that much better though. Either way, I ride proudly because of nights like last night. Man, I love riding.
But my favorite are nights like last night. Top gun motor sports is a Harley shop in Denver. Every Wednesday night is bike night. So a group of my friends, and my fiance was even in town, gear up and head over there. Live music, about 150 bikes, it was great. We stayed until about 2200 and took the long way home. Just my lady and I on the bike. The weather was perfect, traffic was minimal, I could have continued on that road all the way to NY if I had to. It was a perfect night, the perfect ride. I will admit my soon to be wife has a habit of making good rides all that much better though. Either way, I ride proudly because of nights like last night. Man, I love riding.