Why we ride..

[ride4now_imp]

Perhaps this thread died prematurely. A recent short conversation with Darling made me think it might be worth resuscitating. I was pulling on my riding boots when Darling appeared, as if by magic, and asked the question, "Why do you want to ride that ..... that ..... motorbike?". Most people asking that question would be met with the full force of my towering intellect. Closely reasoned argument and flawless dialectic, delivered in Churchillian tones, would have quickly put the issue to bed, leaving that person in no doubt about the importance of motorcycle riding in improving the human condition. Even my condition. However, with Darling, this may not be the best approach to the issue. So the "conversation" went something like this:

Darling: "Well?"
Me: "Dunno, jus wanna gofera ride"
Darling: "Skatá!* Is that best you can do?"
Me: "Yeh, yarite, bugger the ride. Maybe I'll sit in the sun on the back veranda and shotgun a six pack".
Darling: "Vlaká!* Go for your ride. Don't come back before dinner"
Me: "Orrite"

Varooooom!

Cheers.

* (Refer to Google translate - Darling is Greek)

Without checking the translation... I assume that Darling is your lovely wife.
That being said, I think she and Evelyn must have been friends in a prior life.
That sounded like a conversation I had with 'my' darling just recently.