Toad and fellow SR friends.
I told you toad that when we got back on our
motorcycle I would return and let you know.
Well.....we did it.
While out for a short trip to the store this
morning, I mentioned to my husband about
us riding to False River, a place I use to go to
with family when I was little. This place is a
man made lake or river that is pretty big for
folks to boat ride or stay at the camps or homes
built around it.
Anyway.....Just in mentioning it at the moment
it came into my mind, I said...."we could take a
ride to False River just like we use to do for the
holidays." Well.....I didn't get any feed back from
him, so I just let it slide.
Soooo, we get home and im outside feeding
my birds and watering my plants when all of
a sudden, my husband snuck up on me asking
if I still wanted to take that ride.
Well, toad.....it didn't take me more than a second
to say, oh yeah.
Let me tell you, I dont think it took me more
than a few minutes to gather myself, find my
riding clothes that I had no idea I could fit in
anymore. And then, it has been several or so
yrs since we got on the bike too.
So, we took off riding to fill up with gas first
then away we went feeling the warm breeze
all around us and i'm riding happy behind my
We made it to False River going thru my home
town of West Baton Rouge seeing lots of new
growth and change since Hurricane Katrina
went thru there and old folks passing on and
businesses drying up and closing down.
Anyway, we rode over both the old Mississippi
River bridge which was the only bridge back when
I was little to get to the East side of Baton Rouge
as well as the new bridge which came later
and was my ticket out of a small town that
I may have died in if I had not left when I did
at the age of 18.
Okay.....so we had a nice ride and I have to give
props to my husband who is in his 70's and was
able to maneuver the bike beautifully after his
back and bypass surgeries a few yrs back.
In fact I felt safer on the bike than I sometimes
do with him driving the car.
On our way back and in route there was a loud
backfiring noise that scared me to death thinking
we must have blown a tired. Sooooo, just as I had
already been doing since we left, I really began
to our Guardian Angels to protect us
and let us ride their wings all the way home safely.
Sure enough, we made it home safe and sound
after a 2 or more hour ride.
I was told about the noise, it was because we haven't
ridden the bike in so long and it does that when
it sits up.
Well.....we have broken the ice and now we
can get out more often and leaving earlier in
the morning before it gets too hot. We can
also look forward to cooler weather when
Summer is over.
Yah, we did it..!!! we finally bit the dust and
rode on our Harley once again.