Bike-napped by a Motorcop

Monday was a great day, weather-wise. Brilliant sunshine, low humidity, temperature just right — 82F (28C) — when I was leaving work. As I was mounting my Harley in the parking garage, I was ticking off in my head a list of things that I had to do when I got home. Work on the patio. Call some senior pals to check in with them. Prepare dinner for my spouse and me. Pay some bills. Routine stuff — none of which included motorcycling.

As I was exiting the parking garage, I saw a guy on a Harley Ultra who seemed to be waiting for me. He gave me a big grin and said,

“Surprise! I’m taking you for a ride!” it was a buddy who is a local motor officer, but also a friend I have known for a long time. He is one of the rare ones who rides a police motor as well as has his own personal bike that he rides in his off-time (usually with my club.)

I began to protest, and he shut that down real fast. “You look after my Mom on weekends when I have to work. Today, we are turning the tables. She is making dinner for [your spouse] and I’m taking you for a ride and to dinner. That’s it — let’s ride!”

… and off we went.

We rode about 100 miles, had dinner at some biker bar/burger joint, and I loved every minute of it. Fresh air, sunshine, breeze, boots and bikes. And smiles. Lots and lots of smiles.

I so needed that.

Thanks, buddy, for the great break from routine, chores, and work. It’s like you read my blog and knew that I needed a vacation. Riding for a few hours after work on a nice day is just what the doctor ordered.

Life is short: what goes around comes around.

One thought on “Bike-napped by a Motorcop

  1. BHD, you are very fortunate to have friends and acquaintances who love and care for you and your spouse. And that some of them also share your love of motorcycling and a sense of adventure is even better. I would say you are a wealthy man. Glad to hear you had a good time and got a needed lift to boot.

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