[Sorry. I just had to get that out of my system!]
My favorite motorcycle is my 1990 Harley Davidson Low Rider. It has very plush, heavily padded leather seats. We started out with a Honda 750, which was a clean bike, but very quiet. I learned to ride on a Honda 360T, which got me the confidence to take my motorcycle license test and I did pass, so I can drive if I want to. I have never driven my own Harley and I have never driven our low rider. Ever. I have sat on the front seat and put my feet on the ground on either side. I have balanced the bike while sitting on it. I do not think that it would work for me to actually drive it.
It’s because I am afraid I will tip it over. It cost fifteen thousand dollars when we bought the thing. Back in the day, that was half of the price of our first home. I did not want to dump it over. Dump it over is motorcycle talk for having the Harley tip over and scrape the paint or the chrome. It would have made me feel very guilty. My husband could have tipped it over and it wouldn’t have been a big deal. Not so for me. It would have never lived it down. Ever.
I have the entire leather outfit. I have the black leather jacket, black leather jeans, black boots, black leather gloves, black goggles that fit over my glasses and a leopard striped bandana for my hair. I do not have a leather bra, but I did buy a vest one year.
Our Harley has the rubber mounted evolution motor and has a loud sound but not very much jarring motion. I have heard that the older cycles are like riding a large vibrator, which would probably be fun for the first couple miles and mind-blowing O’s, but, seriously, who wants to ride all day on something that vibrates and makes you feel too good.
[Me! Me! Me!]
On the other hand, when you are at a park with nothing but bikes and they are all running at the same time you would get the distinct impression that you were listening to a bunch of tractors. I mean, seriously. They do sound like a tractor.
I love my Harley. We have had it for about 15 years. We took out a home improvement loan and, yep, you guessed it. The Harley was the home improvement. It did make things feel a little better. We had fun cruising around, as you ride around, people on other bikes do wave. You feel at one with everyone on a bike when you are on the road.
Oh. Sure. There are rules of the road. When you are on the back of the bike, there will be no complaints. You do not complain about the wind, the bugs. Yes. That is right. You do not complain about anything. Not one peep. When you are on the back of the bike, you sit still. You have to sit very relaxed and keep your legs pressed against your driver. They like that! It makes them feel good. I like it too. It feels good to cuddle next to someone on the bike.
We have not ridden our Harley this year. It is sitting in our garage, collecting dust. We will eventually ride it, but currently, it is parked. It is still our favorite bike.