Ramblings, opinions, and general meanderings from the Deep South

Friday, February 23, 2007

Hog Wild

One of my life long fantasies is being fulfilled. There's a Harley in the garage. It's beautiful. There's some sort of magic going on when it's close at hand. This is a machine with presence. When it cranks it says potato-potato in a low rumbling growl. When asked to move forward and travel it does it with authority. Riding a dragon low to the ground is a neat mind's eye image.


This is a red one as it comes out of the box. The one in the garage is black and has chrome most places that can be chrome and it's a Screaming Eagle customized unit. The seat is a pillow seat and there's a backrest plus windshield. There will be more pictures over the next few weeks as we ride to Daytona via Highway 90.

My dreams alternate between Guild Wars and being on the road. Just took the flashlight and checked on the bike. It's ready. So am I.

"Better to be dead and cool than alive and uncool."
from Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man

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