Why We Truly Live When We Ride
Posted: 19 April 2009
Finally, I want you to do me a favor. The next time you decide that its just too much bother to get the bike out, put on your gear or mess up your hair with a helmet. Please think again. Think about those who can no longer choose to ride a motorcycle. Those that will never ride again due to age, illness or disability. Those that want to ride and can’t.
My father-in-law has led a life of distinction and service , he fought in WWII, Korea and in Vietnam. He once brought home from deployment a Honda 90 from Japan and rode it with his daughter. Now at 85 years of age, withered and suffering the effects of a sixteen year battle with prostate cancer he longs only for the simple things like family and friends to be close.
He told me just today that he has no regrets in life and he wouldn’t change a thing he has done or experienced. That is statement on a life well lived. I hope when I am at that point in my life I too have no regrets and have experienced all that life has to offer. Things like the simple pleasure and catharsis of riding a motorcycle.
So don’t put plans off until tomorrow, for tomorrow truly may never come and you’ll end up wishing you would have taken that ride to Alaska or South America or bought that certain bike. Make a choice to ride for those who can’t ride for themselves. Spend time with them and if they ever had a passion for motorcycling let them live that passion once again through you. I wish you all the best…remember we’re all in this together!
Thorsten