Motorcycle mania

Getting a motorcycle wasn't the first thing on my mind, so when we got a phone call asking if we wanted a motorcycle we, of course, had to say "yes".

In 1999, I walked into a motorcycle shop and saw a motorcycle on a display pedestal. The moment I saw it, I determined somewhere in my mind, that if I ever got a bike, this would be the one. Fast forward from there to 2 years ago when Spencer from work showed me a picture of his girlfriend's newly purchased bike. My jaw dropped open because it was "the bike". A month ago or so, Spencer told me that Lisa was thinking about getting a Harley, "the bike" for her. Upon hearing this, I told Ben, who told me, that I should let Spencer know that we may be interested in it and could he let us know first if Lisa was going to sell it, no promises though. Last Wednesday, I get the phone call that Lisa found "the bike" and were we interested in buying hers? It took Ben and I about 10 seconds to decide "yes" and then about 5 minutes to figure out where the money was going to come from. On Friday, we picked up the bike and now I have to learn how to ride it. Fortunately, Ben knows how to ride and actually used to own a bike (thus why I was in a motorcycle shop in 1999, looking for a helmet to wear when riding with him) Unfortunately, I have no clue so I am signed up for a class at the end of the month. I even have my learners manual so that I can start studying. Ben has showed me how to start it, but when I sit on it, I feel a bit overwhelmed. It makes me think of my students when they first start flying.

"The bike" is a 2001 Honda Shadow ACE 750cc (so probably a year newer than the one I saw). So not too bad for a starter bike. It belongs to Ben and I however he insists that it is my bike . . . how exciting!