This Motorcycle Ride Was Led By

I led a motorcycle ride for my club yesterday.

Of all four seasons, I love autumn best for motorcycle riding.
GtreatdaysmCrisp, clear, sunny blue-sky days with mild and dry air … perfect for pulling on my leathers, tall Wesco patrol boots, and hopping on the Harley. My club had a little problem, though…

Someone who was scheduled to lead yesterday’s ride had to cancel at the last minute. On Saturday morning, the President sent a desperate appeal to all Road Captains to fill the position as lead rider. If no one took the spot, then he would have to cancel the ride and disappoint members.

I discussed it with my spouse, and we agreed that there was not anything on our Sunday agenda that couldn’t be rescheduled, so my Sunday became open.

I replied to the motorcycle club President and told him that I would take the ride. He replied with many thanks.

I led a ride on roads with which I am familiar. Back roads and byways past farms and through forests whose trees still have many green leaves since autumn leaf color change is not quite here yet. Seven riders had the courage (giggle) to follow me. Blog1We arrived at a quaint mill town and had lunch at a sports pub. Then we rode back by way of a different route.

So this motorcycle ride was led by your average, experienced Road Captain. And while some lunchtime discussion included mentioning “the spouse” and the ring on my finger was evident, no one said a thing about my mentioning that my spouse was a man. And that is how it should be!

Life is short: ride!