My First Experience As A Biker

As a mild mannered professional working at a law firm I rarely get the opportunity to break out into areas outside my comfort zone. However, I promised myself I would change this. At the outset, I decided to make a list of all things I wanted to do. Then I realized, this is exactly what I did not want to do. Make a list.

So I darted out of the office and jumped in my SUV and let the road take me. At that moment, I remembered the thrill and joy of the open road I had once experienced as a teenager. I remember the first time I learned to drive and how cool I thought it was. Rolling down the windows looking at the road ahead. I felt freedom then. How can I feel that way again.

I came to a traffic light and it had just turned red. As I came to a stop, I noticed the guy driving a motorcycle in the lane next to mine. He did not resemble the biker stereotype. He was dressed like a biker model with a shiny leather jacket and stylish boots. He clearly worked out, but it was difficult to tell his age because his face was covered with a black helmet. He had a female passenger hanging on to him. She was attractive and appeared to be wearing an outfit similar to his.

It seemed like the perfect thing to do to reclaim the road. I thought I would find one to rent for the weekend and see how it felt. I drove myself home. Upon entering the garage, I noticed other failed attempts at reclaiming this feeling. There was a bright jet ski on the side, fishing rods, and even alpine skiing equipment. After taking a brief respite, I searched for the local motorcycle dealerships.

I was convinced that this time I would prevail. It was something that seemed very convenient. I did not need access to a snow covered mountain or a body of water. I could go for a ride anytime I wanted and enjoy the feel of the open road. I pulled out a business directory and searched for some local dealers. I selected the nearest one that was a popular domestic brand. This was the one I desired.

Upon entering, I was approached by a salesperson who turned out to be very knowledgeable and helpful. He was dressed very well with a noticeable stylish men’s sport watch. He was able to give me a breakdown of the various models, options, accessories, and prices. I conveyed to him my yearning. He understood. His advice was to test drive a low rider with high handle bars. I was ready to go. He let me test drive it. I then inquired if it were possible to rent it for the weekend.

He replied quite affirmatively. He had received similar inquiries before. There were many customers who wanted to try on the bike before making a full purchase. Making an immediate commitment seemed a little out of place given the freedom they were looking to sell. Also, there are the considerations of one’s spouse and relatives. I signed the appropriate papers and went out on the open road.