Started the 2009 riding season late this year. A lot of old cobwebs still sitting in my mind from the crash in Yosemite last year. But this afternoon light pierced through when I realized that I had made up that life was random and I have no control esp. when I'm riding. At that moment I found clarity - I got that I was responsible for my safety, my experiences, my life and ultimately my ride. That moment I broke through to an experience of complete freedom and confidence. I spent the evening preparing my Rocket 3 along with my Brother in law and father in law. After tha last accident, the repairs had left my riding position a bit too high because the handlebars were more upright. This used to strain my back. I set the handlebare into a more relaxed position. My whole family pilled into the car to follow me up skyline blvd to watch the sunset from windy hill at the openspace preserve. Spent the next 40 miles in utter rapture! I love this bike and I love to ride. Fear be damned ... it is this sweet freedom that is me.
