If you are a motorcyclist or motorcycle enthusiast, you’ve probably heard the phrase: “It’s not IF you’re going to be in an accident; it’s WHEN.”
The hubby has loved motorcycles since he was a kid when he borrowed a friend’s mini-bike and ran it through a neighbor’s chain-link fence. Against his parents’ wishes, he bought a dirt bike just as soon as he moved away from home, and he has found a way to be a motorcycle owner most of our almost-35-year marriage.
|Jimmy’s Honda 1100 Sabre in Silverton, Colorado|
His bikes of choice have always been made by Honda. We even towed a couple of them to Colorado so he could ride the mountain roads. After a four-day tour around the state, I must say that there’s nothing quite like taking those corners and feeling like a participant in the mountain splendor, not just a spectator from inside a car.
|The dream bike, 2002 Honda Valkyrie 1520|
A few years ago we discovered the “Million Dollar Highway” and Independence Pass with him driving and me on the back of his motorcycle, weathering thunderstorms and sleet with nothing but thin rainsuits and helmets between us and the elements. I never in a million years thought I was adventurous enough to take a four-day motorcycle tour, and I still can’t believe I did it, but it was an exhilarating experience that I will never forget!
|Even Mama (meself) can pretend she drives it!|
He was able to purchase the bike of his dreams before that trip: a 2002 Honda Valkyrie that rides like a dream and is as tough as a tank! That bike has saved us in gasoline costs as an alternate ride to work for him and it has even withstood not one, but three encounters with deer without Jimmy losing control of the bike!
|We love this photo! It snowed on us in July!|
But as they say, “It’s not if, it’s when,” and apparently no one is immune forever, because unfortunately, the “when” arrived.
Stay tuned. . .