I’ve never been a fan of the heat and humidity that summer brings to our area, but I recently remembered a reason to love summer. After owning a motorcycle for 5 years, I can’t believe I spent the last 2 years without one. Now I’m back on two wheels, and I can’t get over how much it feels like a part of me. I hope that I can always own a motorcycle.
For those interested, it’s a 2005 Harley Sportster 1200 Custom. It sounds quite nasty, in a really good way.
I remember when I first decided I wanted a motorcycle. I was 20 years old and had just begun working at the Sears shoe department. I remember riding in the car with my family in Branson and watching with awe and lust as motorcycles passed all around. I remember telling my dad that I wanted to buy one the next summer. My new job turned out to be good enough that I bought one that fall.
My old bike, the one that started it all… the lowly but stylish Yamaha V-Star 650.
