I ride for one reason only....to be alone with nature. The machine becomes part of you, more so than in anything else you can do..you think, the machine responds. And no matter how many you may ride with, no matter how big the pack, you are alone on your cycle...you cannot hear others, you must keep your eyes on the road at all times (if you are driving...this is not a sight seeing adventure) Things happen so fast on a cycle that you must be in tune with the road and your machine. To me, it is an escape from the crowd, and in fact, prefer riding alone to riding with clubs or "rides." I don't have to be aware of spacing at all times, but instead, am lost in the world of wind rushing by me, music in my ears, and absorption of my immediate surroundings. Every time I get on my cycle, life becomes an adventure, I get a rush from the start to the finish...we take our lives in our hands when we mount the cycle...let's face it, it is not the safest form of transportation, it is not the cheapest form of transportation, but it is the single most esciting form I can think of. I ride with the assumption that everyone else on the road is out to get me...and that becomes part of the challenge. And yes, there is a strong comradery among riders, especially at cycle joints along the way...here we have two prominent ones...Cook's Corner (all cyclers go there for the greasiest breakfast you can imagine) and up on the mountain above Lake Elsinore, there is a cafe that serves great barbeque. The road to Lake Elsinore is famous for its climbs up mountains...all twists and turns, but unfortunately, filled on the weekends with the crazy crotch rocketeers who take their life in their hands needlessly. Within 1/12 hours is the infamous Mount Palimore....talk about a ride! AT least 4-5 meet their maker on this ride in a weekend (great population reducer)..this is where the Marines take their crotch rockets on weekends, and the mountain can be a killer if you overdrive your abilities. The best trip I have EVER made was up the PCH from Santa Barbara to Monterey Bay...breath taking, the most scenic, challenging ride in the world..twists, climbs, down, up, left, right...you name it , it is like riding a snake! Peace and love, Goldwing (Phil)
2007-11-01 06:11:33
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answered by Anonymous
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My husband and I also Love to ride. I lost my Dad 3yrs. ago and sometimes when I am on the back of our bike I can look Heavenward and in my mind talk to my Dad.Or see & smell the simple beauty of the back roads that others in cars take for granted. And Bikers are Not as some people think {Bad A**}.Bikers raise more funds for charities than any other organastion. Keep On Rideing& Stay Safe!!
2007-11-01 12:16:38
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answered by vetteangel01 2
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LDJ, I wish I could express in words why I ride. In the 70's I rode for fuel economy.
It's just life is so real when you on a motorcycle. In a way we are challeing death by rideing, heck I'm at a loss for words. I just flat out enjoy the ride the wind the freedom.
Virago Jim
Edit==I'm 61 started back rideing in 2005 4 weeks after a 7 way bypas op. Rode over 5,000 miles since then. :):):)
2007-11-01 12:29:30
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answered by hotvw1914cc 6
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im out on the Harley whenever i can, the feeling of power is second to none, traffic jams are a thing of the past, you can tell the happiest biker hes the one with the most flys on his teeth, i too am heading towards 50 years old but the thrill of the ride makes me feel like a teenager again, biking is like a religion and any biker can normaly stop and talk to any other biker without feeling like your intruding, bikers also stop for other bikers broken down , and the wave to bikers coming the other way says it all, look at the comments from non bikers they just dont understand do they
ride free fellow biker
2007-11-01 12:12:16
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answered by kevin friend 6
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Riding my bike is my sanity.It has gotten me through some really rough times...the death of my parents and my husband. I can get lost riding my motorcycle on the back roads. And, I really enjoy the sights, sounds and smells of nature.I tell everyone that my Harley is the best relationship I have ever had. And, if I have to explain, you wouldn't understand. Ride safe!
2007-11-01 12:04:54
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answered by Harley Lady 7
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I rode for years, but don't anymore. I wish I could. I was in a club. We held motorcycle runs, had a great club house, and went as a group on many, many runs though out the years. It was terrific fun. We were all good friends and took care of each other. I look though my pictures every now and then and savor the memories.
2007-11-01 14:00:11
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answered by curious connie 7
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Ride=Life. TV=Death. I choose Life.
2007-11-01 12:02:26
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answered by Goethe's Ghostwriter 7
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Ride to live. Live to ride. Love to go touring and feel the wind. We would like to buy one soon and I hope it comes true.
2007-11-01 21:30:13
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answered by Aloha_Ann 7
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Even though I do not like riding on a motorcycle [too scared - t ried it] I CAN relate to the joy you all describe...ride safe and feel free! :-)
2007-11-01 12:20:49
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answered by sage seeker 7
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92 HD Fatboy. I suppose it was to check out new territory, "where does this back road go?" type things. I don't ride much anymore. All roads lead back home.
2007-11-01 13:55:00
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answered by Wickwire 5
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