Introduction: I will never be a part of the plastic manufactured society that the world has become.I believe that truth can be found on the open road. I believe in a long days ride just to stand in a new place. I believe in chasing the sun, and the wind in my face. I believe that man or woman and machine can be one. I believe in tradition, and for me tradition is chrome, skulls and flame paint jobs on fuel tanks designed in 1936. I believe in fat tires and loud pipes. I believe in tourist trap attractions and microwave food from gas stations. I believe that adventure is just over the next hill, and I will find it. I believe that true freedom can only be found within. I believe in the brotherhood of strangers and the unity of friends. I believe one should dream as if they will live forever and live as if they will die tomorrow. I believe that life is what you make it, and I make it one hell of a ride!
UPDATE: You know how sometimes in life something comes along and totally takes your breath away? That has happened to me. I met that one amazing woman the one I always dreamed of but never thought actually existed, the one that embodies every quality I hold dear, the one that makes my heart jump every time I see her face or hear her sweet voice. I am truly a very lucky man to have such an angel in my life.
UPDATE: Last Monday on the 24 of June I was heading home from work at about 3am when from out of nowhare a pig jumped in the road and right in front of my bike. It was too close to try and swerve around. I knew the best thing to do was to hit it square then force the bike down to avoid going over the bars. When I hit the pig it split it in half and I cut the bars to put the bike on her side, I then sat on the high side of the bike and rode it out for awhile. When I saw a good place I wraped my arms around my head and bailed off for the ditch. I didnt want to be on the bike when it slowed down because they can start tumbeling. After I came to a stop I checked myself out and found the only thing that was really bad was a broken leg pointing in the wrong direction. I straightened out my leg best I could then crawled up to the road to flag down help. When I got to the hospital they started preping me for sergury on my leg. They replaced part of my bone with a steel rod. It was three days later that they let me out. I am doing well and think God for all the awesome people in my life that have been helping me out and taking such good care of me. I guess it is one hell of a way to find out just what special people my friends are. Think you from the bottem of my heart. I will have only limited access to the net so be paitent if you send a message I will reply as soon as I can.