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ride for the freedom. They ride to get away . . . to see the
countryside, to explore the back roads and mostly . . . just for the joy
of it.
They ride as couples, and in small
groups, taking 20-and 30-mile jaunts to their favorite restaurants and
hangouts. They love the excitement of taking on an open road, devoid of
four-wheelers (cars). They relish the freedom and thrill of letting go,
and feeling the powerful Harley's engine as its strength grows and takes
charge. It's experiencing the centrifugal force on long turns and
gliding at speeds just within the law.
There's a mystique about it all and a
love affair between rider and bike that only riders can describe. It's
the smell of leathers, coffee and breakfast on an early morning tour
that continues into the afternoon - taking a trip to nowhere in
particular - just to cruise in some spontaneous, uninhibited way where
you and your bike can become one.
Perhaps it's the feeling you get from the
wind hitting your face, the sudden acceleration, or the constant
vibration and loud hum. Maybe it's the fun of boulevarding down Main
Street and showing off your metal to everyone who will look and to the
wannabes along the way. It's a sharing thing, a bold, caring thing, that
lets the little kid in you come out and play. It's a cross between a
sport and a life style. It's shedding the confinements of day-to-day
business and evolving into a completely different self. It's time to
ride and time to be free.
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