Don't tell me about the motorcycle you saw...

I do ride in the rain. I wear rain gear. My tires are sticker than your car tires. I drive slower.
I wear my seat belt when I'm in the car. (Do you?)

I do not squeeze in between cars on the highway. I do not hide in your blind spot. I do not pass on the right. I do not travel with excessive speed.

I do not talk on my cell phone. I do not read the news paper. I do not shave while driving. I do not floss while driving. I do not ride distracted.

I do not drive under any influences other than pure adrenaline.

Riding makes me happy.

I do have reflectors on the back of my bags. I do wear reflective clothing.

I do the speed limit (+/- 10mph)
I do use my turn signal.
I do use hand signals in emergency situations.
I do wear my helmet.
I do leave distance between me and other vehicles on the road.

Why would I drive the car when only I need to go somewhere? Why waste the wear and tear on my car if I don't need to. Why not enjoy myself on my travels?

Why must you tell me about that motorcycle you saw doing 120+ mph on the highway the other day?
Why must you tell me about that rider that died last weekend?
Why must you tell me about that guy you saw in shorts and flip flops?
Why must you tell me it is dangerous to ride to work/home in the rain?
Why must you tell me about your brother in-law that goes bar to bar?
Why must you tell me I'm crazy?
Why must you tell me I'm Evil Knievel?

Why can't I just be a guy on a bike?

Old Gas Station 2008

This was an old gas station I ran across on one of my many ways to work. At the time I was thinking about getting into Abandoned Building Exploration. It was kinda fun, but I didn't want to start a trespassing hobby last year. So these are the only shots.

My bike is an 05 Triumph Sprint ST fyi.





This is a picture of the garage.