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Friends, riding partners
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Introduction:
The ride to Sturgis, SD seemed like a daunting 1100 mile ride... but with the shield up and the Heritage kicked into 6th gear... the bike became my recliner chair, my sun deck, my magic carpet ride... the hot sun was relaxing as I managed to cover two and a half states with no difficulty. The scenery along the way was beautiful. It was road therapy. I needed to get away. I was so into the ride I forgot to check my map and went 20 miles off course. But the short cut across down a rural road in Kansas with cornfields, barns and cattle was well worth it. It was not about the destination. It was about the ride. I wasn't even tired until after I got off the bike to have a beer that evening in Nebraska. The next day I was off again for more road therapy into South Dakota. I began to see more and more bikes on the highway until that was pretty much all I saw.... all the cars seemed to disappear. Rolling into the town of Sturgis was slow and crowded.. but not as bad as you might think... I met a lot of great people from all over the world. Mostly Australians and a lot of Canadians. Some rode as far as 4,000 miles or more just to get to Sturgis. Suddenly my trip seemed easy compared to some others.. I was ready to ride it again... but there was more riding to do out there. The first ride into Deadwood was short but sweet. The hills rapped around slightly and the trees were green and beautiful (I live in Dallas). The town of Deadwood was everything I expected and the people were even nicer. I got a great history lesson from a barmaid about the Number 10 Saloon. The blackjack dealers were nice too, but deadly. The next day I rode the Black Hills National Forest to Mount Rushmore. Even better scenery awaited me there... the trees, lakes, and rock formations made a great backround for a good ride with slight twists and turns. Later that night it was back to town for more drinking and debauchery... I met this guy named Pete from Ohio who broke his leg laying down his bike a few months ago.. So he strapped his crutches onto his Ultra Classic and rode to Sturgis anyway... so I ask you, "Whats your fucking excuse for trailering?" Pete was both an inspiration and a bad influence. (Thanks Pete) The next day this road dog and I decided to ride out to Wyoming to the Devil's Tower. It was a longer ride out onto the plains to get to the tower, but it was worth it. We stopped in Hulett, WY for a bite and got some free beer. Always a plus. At a bar in Wyoming, I found a bumper sticker on the wall from a bar I had actually been to in New York City,.. the "Rodeo Bar" in Manhattan. It is truly a small world. The next day we rode to Custer State Park. Here we found some of the most twisted turns I have ridden... with 10 mph hook turns and one lane mountain tunnels. We were confronted by a large herd of Buffalo crossing the road through a big group of Harleys. I thought maybe one might charge, but they were cool. Maybe they like Harleys. When the week was through I couldn't wait to get back on the road again... but coming back down was not as pleasant.. hitting thunderstorms through most of Nebraska and Kansas.. it was a good idea to bring the extra gear along (Thanks Richard) it came in handy. I rode the storms through to the other side where the wind blew my clothes dry again. Just glad it was warm. I ran into a neighbor of mine and his wife at a gas station in Oklahoma (small world thing?) So we rode the rest of the way home into DFW together. I'm ready to do it all again.
When they told me Pete met with a bear on a mountain road coming back from Myrtle Beach, I knew that would be in true Pete fashion. But it hit me so hard. Pete told me a lot of great stories when we were in Sturgis of laying his bike down. He had the scars and scratched bars to prove it. He showed me his wallet where the leather and his credit cards were ground down on the edges where he had slid some 70 feet on his rump. He said he had a few "strawberries" on his ass as he called them, but I didn't ask to see those. Pete's tales of his rides and his experiences are the stuff of legend...
Many of you knew Pete as "Peterbilt" on Bon.
Pete died doing what he lived for..... Haul ass Brother!!!
This pretty much sums it up for me.....
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Turn ons:
Riding my Harley in the countryside,
Someone who can have a conversation. Romantic. Good kisser. Reciprocates. |
Turn offs:
DARAAAMA!!, insecurities, liars, players, two faced people. Double Standards, Criticism, Big egos.....last but not least.. complete deception.
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Ideal:
Just someone who likes to laugh, hang out and have a good time. Trusting, secure, open minded woman who doesn't live by the paradigm, "It's all about me." Someone who can give and not just take. Doesn't constantly complain. | |
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Activities:
Riding the bike, of course... golf, drawing, running, gym, concerts. Love music..
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Interests:
.... riding the bike, golf, drawing, running, gym,.. conc... hey! this is redundant!!!
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Favorite Music:
Country, Rock, Classic and Alternative, Bluegrass, Blues!
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Favorite TV Shows:
Nip/Tuck, Rescue Me, The Riches, pretty much most of what's on FX. Also my favorite is Burn Notice on the USA Network. And of course, SPORTS!
..... SONS OF ANARCHY !!!
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Favorite Movies:
Lonesome Dove, Fight Club, Gangs of New York, the Pope of Grenich Village, A River Runs Through it.
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Favorite Books:
Huh? Naw just kiddin' Mostly non-fiction... but don't laugh because I read all of the Harry Potter series with my son, alright?? There I said it. John Grisam, Steven King, Anne Rice (The old version).
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Favorite Quotes:
You may all go to Hell, .....and I will go to Texas! -Davy Crockett
Three can keep a secret,.... if two are dead. - Benjamin Franklin
A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take everything you have. -Thomas Jefferson
People don't change.... they reveal. - unknown
I believe in Karma
"The sexes deceive themselves about each other - because at the bottom they honor and love only themselves." -Nietzsche
Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent. -Nietzsche
Anyone who has declared someone else to be an idiot, a bad apple, is annoyed when it turns out in the end that he isn't. -Nietzsche
The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything. -Nietzsche
Live simply, so that others may simply live.
-Mahatma Gandhi
Friends can help each other.
A true friend is
someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself-
and especially to feel. Or, not feel.
Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them.
That's what real love amounts to,
letting a person be what he really is.
-Jim Morrison
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About Me:
'Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001 and have continually Threatened to do so since?Were people from all over the world, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan, across the Potomac from the nation's capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania?
Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they?
And I'm supposed to care that a a few Taliban were
claiming to be tortured by a justice system of the nation they come from and are fighting against in a brutal insurgency.
I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11.
I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere belief of which is a crime punishable by beheading in Afghanistan.
I'll care when these thugs tell the world they are sorry for hacking off Nick Berg's head while Berg screamed through his gurgling slashed throat.
I'll care when the cowardly so-called 'insurgents' in Afghanistan come out and fight like men instead of disrespecting their own religion by hiding in mosques.
I'll care when the mindless zealots who blow themselves up in search of nirvana care about the innocent children
within range of their suicide bombs.
I'll care when the Canadian media stops pretending that their freedom of speech on stories is more important than the lives of the soldiers on the ground or their families waiting at home to hear about them when something happens.
In the meantime, when I hear a story about a CANADIAN soldier roughing up an Insurgent terrorist to obtain information, know this: I don't care.
When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the head when he is told not to move because he might be booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank:
I don't care.
When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer mat, and fed 'special' food that is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining that his holy book is being 'mishandled,' you can absolutely believe in your heart of hearts:
I don't care!!!!
And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes it's spelled 'Koran' and other times 'Quran.' Well, Jimmy Crack Corn and, you guessed it,
I don't care!!
If you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to all your E-mail friends Sooner or later, it'll get to the people responsible for this ridiculous behavior!
If you don't agree, then by all means hit the delete button. Should you choose the latter, then please don't complain when more atrocities committed by radical Muslims happen here in our great Country!
And may I add:
'Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference in the world. But, the Soldiers don't have that problem.'
I have another thought that I would like to add AND.......I hope you forward all this.
One last thought for the day:
Only five defining forces have ever offered to die for you:
1. Jesus Christ
2. The Canadian Soldier.
3. The British Soldier.
4. The US Soldier.
5. The Anzacs
One died for your soul, the other 4 for your freedom.'
YOU MIGHT WANT TO PASS THIS ON, AS MANY SEEM TO FORGET ALL OF THEM!
The Psalm of Harley
The Hog is my cycle, I shall not want another
It maketh me to lie down on muddy roads
It skiddeth me beside the deep waters
It ruineth my nerves
And leadeth me down paths of idiocy for it's names sake
Yea though I ride through the valleys, I push up the hills
It's rods and loose spokes they torture me
It preparest my trials before me
And in the presence of mine enemies,
it teacheth me to fear the fast limeys
It anointeth my clothing with oil
It's carburetor runneth over
Yea verily this monster will curse me all the days of my life
And I shall dwell near a parts house
Forever...
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