Well, another Holiday season in the bag. Not much going on but I suppose I am writing here so the TWAATFOG NATION (TFN) does not think this is a dead link. Was I limiting myself when I started this motorcycle blog so many years ago? I would like to think not. But I admit my travels have slowed since lost Rider Highway exited the two-wheeled plane and became a full time cager. It is not even a cool car, it’s a sedan.
Another shot at a MN trip? I don’t know. Funds will be an issue for the next 15 months since the Malibu has moved on to the other side. Its spot in the garage has been taken by another Honda, a CR-V with a fat payment that will all but kill me until AJ is out of child care. Speaking of moving on, we had put down a longtime friend over the Holidays. One of our dogs, Maggie, a 14-ish year old Sheppard mix was in poor health and it became her time. I wanted to publicly thank Dr. Wallace DDVM for her professionalism & compassion.
Truthfully, the only places I want to go, riding or otherwise are MN, Big bend/West TX, and maybe back to Galveston. BB/W-TX is a bit far to go solo, and can be dangerous if alone in the sense that if there were to be an accident the fire ants would likely get you before an ambulance would. MN is hard because 2/3 of the riding will be the commute. Also, the thought that you can never go home is ever present. The few people I want to see will be working which leaves be to my own devices during all week days. And the short riding season basically forces me to go between 6-15 and 7-31. G-town is cool but all of my friends have families and kids assuring I would get scolded for leaving them behind to pursue miles in the bike. When you look at a map of the US from a riders perspective North Texas is a black hole, a singularity for the over sensitive if you will.
Finally, for the last 24 months I have worked actively to expand my circle of friends and acquaintances. This has had mixed to crappy results. I have met a few people that have become good hunting buddies. On the Moto rider front, not so much. I thought I was meeting some good people but it was more like a handful of douchers and a thief. It is okay, riding is a solitary activity. If I meet someone along the way, fine, if not that is cool too.