You kno, im just sittin here thinkin 'bout this crazy thing we call 'Life". As for myself i found my 'groove' in the universe. Life is like an old worn vinyl record. Remember when you couldnt find the right groove for the needle back in the day  and all that come forth was alot of static noise and dis-harmony. I think I found my groove on that great big ol cosmic record and now that im in the niche and living this life ( i cant imagine living any other way) i was wondering...how many here have found their niche/groove in the universe? As you all see im bored waitin for the NY winter to thaw...lol
P.S: And no, i havent been trippin in the mushroom patch out by the back of the house...lol

I hear ya.

I bounced around in the older days always feeling like I was missing something. Now that I am in this "lifestyle", I can't imagine living any other way.

Cold here in Tennessee but probably not as cold as NY. By the way, me and my old lady will be heading out to the mushroom patch later. Stay safe tonight.

Lol. Thats cool! man, I miss those days when i got lost just trippin....damn, makes me miss my school days (daze) and my ol runnin partners. yeah, just keep on bein you. Its a trip man, never am i closer to God than when im gunnin the throttle and the wide open road yawns wide open in front of me. Peace to all brothers and sisters out there!

Sing Sing want a hell of a legal rush......put your mp3 on (or whatever plays tunes in your head) turn it up loud and find a wide open freeway. Now put on born to be wild by stepenwolf........now comes the rush.....get in the middle lane and close your eyes for as long as you can, just listen to the tunes.

Hell yea......that my friend is a rush

The Dragon

Damn dragon, that sir is one dude out to lunch! ..lol thats ****** heavy dude! Serious! Man, i gotta buy u a cold one! Only thing is ..here in NYS theres one too many little ol blue haired ladies driving humvees..lol
You're a 'real deal' kinda guy. we'd raise a storm out here in the apple, thats for sure...

I was riding yesterday last night-around 17 degrees and listening to 'California Dreamin' and cruising. Another cool song is Motorcycle Cowboy by merle haggard. punch that one up on youtube and listen..

I knew there was a reason I get scared when I  ride in Texas   

I so agree about finding the path God set out for me.. Its my bike and the open rode.. Why did I wait so long to find this peace and freedom ?

lol...that a good one wolf. Dragon's a good dude,though. just steer clear of him on saturday nite...lol

Hey MJ..God bless you. everything has its time. this is just the right time for u...

Wolf if it makes you feel any better, I don't have that many moments that I feel I need that kind of rush, so come on to Texas, and I'll ride with ya........with my eye's open.

Night Dragon

lol

ive not said this on any other site so hear goes ,ive been in a load's of shit in the past and i had to find something to take me away from it all , my wife had a misscaridge ma dad diead was out of work for a bit me and the wife split for a bit and i was living on the streets ,and bikes was the awnser ,i past ma bike test 15 years ago had a few bike just for back n four to work ,but now im back to work and have been for the last 6 years ,me and wife are back together with our 11yr old daughter and things are good ,i think everyone needs something to call their own wither its a bike ,car ,dog we all need a hobby or an intrest of some sort ,and im just glad i got back on ma bike .

well, here goes. some years back i came home from work to find my wife and kids gone along with half of everything. reason being she wasn't happy, that i worked too much and was always gone working on the road. didn't take long to find myself making assprints in a barstool. to the point i was headfirst in a bottle. in that period of time, i blew out my lower back and had surgery to repair the injury. bad depression set in. a good friend and riding buddy who did and still belongs to a certain 12 steppin group cared enough to help me out, he was a patch holder in a club that was centered around sobriety. i got cleaned up, sobered up, found myself on the bike everywhere with these guys till i finally put on the patch. that was the beginning of a new life for me, started seeing my kids on a regular basis after about a year, regained the time i lost and became a father/dad again. made up for my wrongs with my then ex-wife and we are still trying to be friends. but through it all, the constant was the bike. i could jump on and blast down the highway and clear my head. "me time" it is my therapy, my love, my life. this is only a chapter in the book, but it all reads about the same. and over the years, there was always a bike of some sort when i was low. just stands to reason, i am where i belong

I was born into this "lifestyle", but I did not really find my niche until I was 30 yrs old. His name is Clay. But through all of the crap that was my life before--I still had my bike and there is no truer statement than "You never see a bike parked in front of a psychiatrist's office"! Now, no matter what happens, my Hubby and my bike will always be there for me to clear my head.

"4 wheels may move the body, but 2 wheels move the soul"

To both my guys 'G' and Bad...Thanks for giving it up and sharin,man, Those musta been really bad roads to go on but im glad you guys made it to the other side ok. Glad you got your families back too, thats more important than saddling and scootin up...God bless you dudes, be strong and good to sdee you guys here....

I was raised around the screamingeagles cycle club ,and it was my dream to be like my father and his friends,i thought it was so cool ,and i still do ,so i don't  think i matrued much!

I've always wanted a motorcycle since I was a little boy, probably since I saw my dad's Harleys. Life takes its turns and has its complications, but I finally got one and love it. And yes, its very therapeutic.