I was out riding today around the neighborhood before I'll have to put the 250 in storage. Anyway, I'm riding down the street I reached a 4 way stop I look left and right and rolled the throttle, I look right again and I see a 60+ year old man with a cane, limping barely making it across the street and then he raised his right hand and gave me a thumbs up and I saw a huge grin on his face!
Sounds insignificant, but at that moment I thought, wow, maybe he was a rider back in the day and now he just reminisces about his riding days!
It's times like this that reminds me that I should just ride for the simple joy of it and nothing else.
Well that's my 250 chronicle for now. What's yours?
Sounds insignificant, but at that moment I thought, wow, maybe he was a rider back in the day and now he just reminisces about his riding days!
It's times like this that reminds me that I should just ride for the simple joy of it and nothing else.
Well that's my 250 chronicle for now. What's yours?