We ALL want a Harley. Some of us have met the road on lesser bikes - me in particular.
Ah, to dream. Thanks, fair lady...now, into the wind.
No, Stephen. I meant MET THE ROAD as in like sliding into home plate on my butt.
Bet the road sure was torn to hell....thanks, my dear.
Ok, this was done by a metric rider. Couple of giggles, but a bit annoying. I agree with the ape hangers though. We say around here, as long as you ride, it's all good.
Chuckle. Perchance you have an issue with metric rider...thanks, pretty one.
That was really funny! I know the real hard-core bikers hate the weekend posers who try to be "bad ass bikers" on their Harleys. Seriously, it worries me when I see all the oldsters out there riding a bike that they are not physically able to handle. When I see them stopped at a gas station or restraunt, I really want to walk over and say "get your old ass off of that bike before you or someone else gets hurt!" But I know it's best just to keep my mouth shut or one of those oldsters might just kick my ass!
Ah, gosh, I might fall into the category of of 'oldster.' I'm a fairly fit and muscled middle-aged fella too. Hope some young whippersnapper doesn't frown at me. Thanks, my friend.
I've been to Bike Week a couple times -on my old Jap bike. Good thing I'm so cool I don't need a Harley.
See, it's possible. I haven't as yet jumped on what I really want, other than a Harley, but if the price is within my budget I could foresee myself riding a Jap crouch rocket. Then again when I mentioned I wanted a bike my wife ordered a coffin and made arraignments for my funeral. Thanks, my friend.
We were so very, very lucky. Had a couple of them through the years!Every year we would take a week off from work and head for the Americade or just tour. Oh, Stephen, there is nothing in the world like a Harley!!!! I'd love to be on one again. When you get yours, come up North and take me for a ride!I still have my leathers - can't part with 'em! And yup, they still fit!
Tell 'ya what, if possible, and I purchase a cruiser, we'll take a ride. Break out your leathers...thanks, sweet Phyllis.
I spit tea all over my monitor when they got to the sausage nipple, stretch marks, hail damage and cottage cheese thigh part.HAHAHA still chuckling over it...
I posted this for humor...some, unlike you, don't get it...thanks, my friend.