My college roommate – the one quoted above – moved me onto a more vaunted machine: one with a clutch. We commuted from our shared trailer to class on our Honda twins for a semester or two. When co-eds weren’t the topic of conversation, the bikes were.
STILL, RIDING SOLO will be the thing I love to do most on a bike. The independence. The freedom. The whimsy. The call of the wild. And that spiritual thing.
Church of the Open Road Press