March came in like a lamb here in Michigan. In one day, most of the winter snow is gone. Yesterday, Friday, the weather was as clear and sunny as the Great Lakes allow. Now, today it is foggy and the rain is washing away most of the snow that is left. Our 1/2 mile driveway is a sea of mud, not yet fit for a vehicle with only two wheels. So, what is a motorcyclist with Spring Fever to do?
The most a motorcyclist can do is start up the bike, listen to the motor and dream of open road ahead. I have already begun to look at maps and day-dream about possible trips not too far from home. My motorcycle female friends and I are planning a long weekend up in Traverse City, MI. We hope to make this the 1st Annual of many trips to come.
I was given my 1st bike when I was 12 years old. I road dirt bikes for years with my dad. Within two years of starting college as an undergrad, I had purchase my 1st Harley. It was advertised as a 1958 Honda and knowing that Honda did not start in the USA until the early 1960s I was intrigued. I took a friend with me and off to the rural areas we traveled in search of the allusive 1958 "Honda."
We arrived at a small house with many vehicles in the driveway. When the man came out to meet us we tried hard to appear relaxed. Even though my insides were jumping and my head was spinning because all I wanted was to learn the truth about the mystery bike. I could hardly contain myself as he lead us into a packed garage.
As my eyes adjusted to the light I began to make out the shape of a classic, old school, pan head. The bike, now identified as a 1958 FL Harley-Davidson, was painted a nondescript green and off white. She had her full bat wing fairing and windshield, an old style sportster banana seat and glorious bullet style saddle bags. I could not believe my eyes. The owner did not know it yet, but he had just sold his HD!
By the time we left that day, I had purchased not only a pan head but also a 1971 Triumph Fast Back, 2 seater sports car (one of only 1500 made for the USA). I purchased both vehicles for $5000. I could not believe my good fortune. I felt like I had come home at last.
Four years later, I married my current husband, Dan. He assured me that he could ride motorcycles, so I gave him the 1958. Dan is a big man and would have less trouble kick starting the pan head than I would. So the search began for an electric start motorcycle for my 5'3" frame. It took four years to find my 1976 FLH Bagger. And twenty-two years later I joined the 21st Century and bought a 2005 Road King EFI Police Bike. If I am true to form, I will most likely ride the Road King for another twenty years.
Off I go to stroke and fondle my bike and get it ready for the new riding season. Happy Trails!