This morning after watching the MotoGP race I was itching for a ride (always am after watching MotoGP for some reason) especially after not getting to ride yesterday because of heavy rain. 1st day this month I didn't ride.
Anyhow I grab the CB, and go out and hit some of my favorite local roads. At one point I look out ahead of me and see another rider. (look center of picture)
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The blue jacket and form look familiar. I gas it a bit and catch up and follow for awhile
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Finally the rider spots me in his bar end mirrors and pulls over. It was my son Brian. B as we call him is a very good rider (better than his ol man by a bunch). We gave him his first bike, a Z50 Honda, when he was 5. He has always had at least one bike since then. He has 3 now, this FZ-1, a Ducati Monster and a KX 200 Kawasaki. At 36 he loves riding as much as and maybe more than I do.
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Does he look familiar?..only younger? lol
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Anyhow we chat. He is not headed anywhere, just "free riding". Care if I join you? Please do he says, and off we go.
I lead for awhile
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then wave him around and follow for awhile
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When we get a few miles from home, we stop and I tell him I have to go because I promised his mom a ride on the ST, so we split up and go our separate ways. Was great running into him and riding with him for awhile. Good kid! (guess I should say nice young man)
Got home and switched bikes and took his mom out for a 50 miler, but that's a story for another day.