It’s
late March on a Friday, I’ve just finished cranking out a few miles on the
rat-mill, endorphins are flowing and the weather is cool with just the right
wind speed to encourage one to set out on a moto ride. Who could resist? Not
I. Such is the seductive power of
smooth tarmac coupled with moto bliss conducive-weather. Spring is officially here and with it
for most riders another official moto-season and another year.
The
250R (aka Scully) has been inspected: fluids, tires and all systems are “go”.
It is time to let it do what it does best, let it run just like the
unselfconscious child most of us once were. Twenty-thirteen is here and it is demanding to be
experienced not simply plow through, and sport touring is just the means to
facilitate such endeavor. My U.S. map still hangs on the wall providing
inspiration whenever needed it; the list of destinations is ambitions, as any
worthy endeavor ought to be.
Last
year was an eventful one, full of fun rides, exciting adventures and one that
saw the final departure of close friends, a catalyst for the present. Louie Zamperini once said; “ Life is
about experiencing all the things you find interesting and fascinating…
participate in life”. I find sport
touring fascinating and I intend on participating. What are you waiting for? Go
out there and experience reality, exponentially beautiful reality.
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