It began some time ago with an interest and a desire to ride...
That interest took some 5 or more years to manifest into reality. This week marks my first motorcycle, and fitting that I start things off right...it's my first Harley-Davidson.
Some say you never forget the first time you sit in saddle of the bike that's meant to be yours, some say you know the minute your hands hit the grips. Some say your bike chooses you and when you find the one that's right for you, you'll know it. They're right!
Mine, 1985 Harley-Davidson Sportster XL. 1000cc Ironhead. Purchased used for $3,000. Twin sport tank, powdercoated frame and custom-painted tank and fenders, mini ape-hangers and a rebuilt engine...what a way to start. I'll be posting more information and specifics about the bike later...
I got the bike a week ago, but the road started long ago. Let me say that I did not go into this cocky and arrogant, ready to ride and show the world how cool I could be. I very thoughfully planned this purchase and what it would mean to get a motorcycle. As a newly-married, new home-owner I have plenty of responsibilities. No kids, but a wife that loves me and who I love more than I can write. There were many factors that lead me to the decision I recently made. And there are many factors that rest heavy on my mind and especially as I consider taking the road for the first time.
This begins my journey and my long ride with Harley-Davidson.
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