Friday, September 11, 2009
And so it begins.
If you look closely into his eyes you can see he has the disease. He will be a biker for life! My first bike was no where near as cool. I had a yellow moped. Up hill you actually had to pedal to help the motor. My first big bike was a Suzuki something or another that Chopper Dave and I bought together. It was something like $200. I paid $10 and he paid the rest. I remember dropping it a lot. One day I asked Dave where the bike was and he said, "I'm not sure." He had parked it and forgot where. When he finally remembered it was gone. Stolen or impounded. Oh well, we never did get around to registering it.