The First Week with a Motor

This week was the first week I rode my motorcycle. It was pretty cold out until yesterday. Last night on my way home from work was the first time I finally felt as though I was relaxed on the bike and not fighting the cold the whole way. Today I was actually sweating in my layers, but once again the ride to work was awesome. I get why everyone likes this so much. It is a feeling unlike any other. It is exactly that cliche sense of freedom that every motorcyclist talks about. It is almost as if you are a part of the bike. The open air, the responsiveness, leaning into turns. It has been a blast so far and I cannot wait until next Summer.

Bonus pictures of Betty before I met my my wife for dinner last night.

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