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A Day On The Road With Hubby

A short motorcycle ride to dinner and picking up a few groceries

By Denise E LindquistPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
A Day On The Road With Hubby
Photo by Photogon (Warren Valentine) on Unsplash

When I met hubby, I had a Harley Fund jar

When my baby turned 21, I would have a bike

My mind was made up. I have had one ever since

My baby is 47 now. When I was pregnant with him

I slid off my BSA in some soft sand. My mother

made me promise no more motorcycles until

my babies were grown up. We set 21 as the age.

We have Yamaha motorcycles now, and I have had

a BSA, Suzuki, and Yamaha motorcycles

Hubby has had Honda and Yamaha.

~

Now he rides a 1900 Stratoliner

and I ride a 1300 V-Star

Hubby calls his the blue hulk

and mine, little red riding hood

Yesterday was a perfect day for riding

We don't ride Harley's as when I first

bought a bike after many years

Hubby said, I wouldn't be riding

with him on a Harley as he likes

to ride and not fix.

~

He was right, as other than

maintenance, no break downs

ever. It is important to pay close

attention to other drivers, as

they don't always see you coming

Harleys are usually louder than

other bikes, and when I rode one

while vacationing, a screw fell off

the bike and the seat was not

comfortable, and the bike shook.

~~

Author's Note: Yesterday was a beautiful fall day for a ride with leaves bright and shiny, and the sun warm, and the air fresh. I have been hesitant about riding this year, due to the smoke from Canadian wild fires and my age and health. I will continue to ride. I will have probably only put on 500 or so miles this year, but yesterdays ride makes it all worth it.

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About the Creator

Denise E Lindquist

I am married with 7 children, 28 grands, and 13 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium daily.

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  • Tiffany Gordon4 months ago

    Very cool! 🫶🏾🩷🧡🩷🧡

  • Sandy Gillman4 months ago

    Such a wonderful story, I love how bikes have been woven through your life’s journey 🏍️

  • Oooo, blue hulk and little red riding hood, love those names!

  • Andrea Corwin 4 months ago

    My husband had to lay one down when he was young and now refuses. I have never had one. My dad back in the 60’s pull up one day when I was at a park and just sitting on a schoolmate’s motorcycle and just gave me the what for. He was totally against them because of the danger. You are right - people don’t pay attention, but I’ve always dreamed of just getting on one and riding off into the sunset through the desert lands & through the mountains. Just free with the wind. But then too I don’t like bugs in my face although I know there’s a windscreen🤣 rTde and be free; enjoy the beauty.❤️

  • K.B. Silver 4 months ago

    Sounds like a lot of fun. A good portion of my family rides motorcycles. It used to be all about the Harleys, but many people have taken to the smaller, quieter bikes. I think the only Harley left with my people isn't ridden; it's a project.

  • The wind must have given you a rush!

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