A motorcycle rider is like the cowboy of the old west, with nothing like his prize steed, riding the paths on his own personal quest. The sound the horse makes, when the cowboy pulls back on his bridle, compares to the roar of the engine. His clothes and boots can be associated with the biker’s apparel. The hat a cowboy wears for protection from the elements is like the helmet, a biker wears for the similar reason. This is worth mentioning the comparisons, so a person can understand the feeling, of riding, one of these magnificent machines. The motorcycle rider, who travels the roads of this great country, is only concerned about his bike, the entertainment the ride provides, and the strong sense of observation a rider has, while riding a bike.
The most gratifying feeling a biker will have is, when another biker comes up to him, and tells how great that bike looks. I think most bikers would rather be told their bike looks pretty, instead of their women. That is the way things are for a motorcycle rider. The bike gives them great joy, and nothing stands in the way of their feelings toward the machine, while enjoying a ride on one of them.
The ride is all a biker thinks about. It is nothing anyone can experience, unless they do it themselves. Just like a group of cowboys, ending their long hard cattle drive, and going to the quickest place for refreshment, so it is with the biker after a ride. The great joy and fun a biker has after a ride is hard to understand, unless you were there involved in the process riding, with them on the open road.
They say bikers are loners, but most who ride would disagree. Once you have tasted the experience riding the open road, then you will understand the feeling of being up close with nature at your finger tips. The panorama view on a bike is like being in a large theater with screens all around you, but instead of the smell of popcorn, you smell the great outdoors. You are never alone.
The people, who will not ride the steel steed, must remember that motorcycle riders are just like the person, who drives the other machines. They work, eat, and hold positions in the community, like a lot of other people. The difference is that the motorcycle rider envisions life as a road to travel to greater horizons, instead of a road with twists and turns that lead to nowhere. This is what you must understand to become, a motorcycle rider.
(Bill Thomas)
I enjoyed reading your blog. I know what you mean by riding a motorcycle and smelling the fresh air from outside. It is a nice feeling. I like your style of writing and I can tell that you wrote this from your true feelings from deep within. Your comparison between the motorcycle and the cowboys was very good. It made this blog very interesting and kept me reading. You are a very good writer. Keep up the good work!
Comment by mspebbles — July 9, 2009 @ 2:01 am