I’ve been off the saddle for a couple of months, old winter
has arrived along with new responsibilities that conspire against my moto lifestyle,
I miss surfing, and I miss my moto. Thus far, I have experienced three
successful riding seasons, some would advise me to quit now and cash in my good
luck and sit in the safety of my living room. Others may suggest I need a real
bike and should acquire a new steed maybe a BMW F800GT, BMW F650GS or a Triumph
Street Triple (all stunning motos!).
After >9500 miles on the 250, I still relish the prospect
of surfing the open road. The open road where one may find or lose oneself. My
experiences on the road cover a wide spectrum of emotions, sights and actions.
These experiences even countered and affected my common outlook and increased
my optimism. During my travels I encountered something unexpected, random
kindness. I seldom worry now while touring, I know that I will find my
destination, my moto will be there in the morning, my gear will work as
intended and the weather will abate. I should only concern myself with riding
to the best of my ability and enjoying the ride.
I have considered forfeiting my moto lifestyle except at the
end of the day surfing is what I do best and the 250 is a semi-capable steed, thus I
declined procuring any of the aforementioned steeds, at least for now. After a few thousand miles
of deciphering the road I now know that my moto is my transporter and it is not
the object that I seek rather the realm: a realm that evokes intensity and a
lucid perception of reality, exponentially beautiful reality.
And
you may ask, what is it like to be out on the road for days by yourself? I am
unable to answer this question, but perhaps this image may offer an insight.
Indeed, we live in a beautiful world.
You have to have the bike that suits you. That suits your needs and personality. If your happy with a 250 then stay with a 250. As long as your out and riding, what does it matter what your on?
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