2009/12/20 16:41 Filed in:
Personal & PhilosophyBy October the leg I’d broken at Gypsy Mandatory had healed well enough for me to begin riding my bike again. I still wasn’t able to walk without my cane but walking and riding are two different tasks. I could hold my bike up during take-offs and landings; once in the wind all is good. I’d done a couple of short rides around Houston and had even been called to do a “rescue ride” when one of my guys dropped his bike on his ankle at Nacotoberfest. By November I was mobile enough to fly to Phoenix and visit my wife, Cassie. I’d left my ’09 Road Glide in Phoenix before Mandatory and had not seen it for nearly six months. Seeing the bike for the first time, and pulling the cover off of it, was like seeing a new friend. It only needed an overnight battery charge and it was ready to go.
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