Why I am a motorcyclist!

[pem]

This is why I am a motorcyclist. I went for a ride yesterday to a Amish farmers vegetable stand and it was in the 90's. 97 to be exact. I was wearing just a t shirt and shorts and half helmet. I emptied my bags to make room for vegetables so no cameras. I only rode on back roads. I passed an old man cutting grass on my way there and he waved enthusiastically. On my way back home I saw him in the middle of the road flagging me down. He wanted to tell me about his ride to Alaska 50 years ago on his full dresser. This would not have happened if I wasn't on a motorcycle. What a character. We chatted for some time right in the middle of the road. I got his name and phone number to go see his photos and interview him.

Dick

[droptopford]

Great litte story there Dick; thanks for sharing.
I've had similar experiences and I'm sure most of us can relate.
One of my usual rural rides takes me by the driveway of a rest-home. I look forward to seeing some of the old-timers that gather out by the road on their 'Rascals'. They're beeping, waving and smiling ear to ear. So am I!