beyond
6th June 2008, 21:00
Putting life experiences into words....try it some time, it's
not an easy thing to condense what one has experienced into mere words.
I for one can remember way back when I was a little kid, something
most of my peers, my brothers and sisters cannot seem to do.
My mind appeared to be as aware back then as it is now. I'm 51 this
year and yet I feel as young as I was when I first swung a leg over
a motorbike.
I love life and more importantly I love my wife, my daughter and those
I have met and shared my time with over the years. Life is so short.
It is gone in a fleeting moment even if we live to be 70 or 80 years old.
It is like a mist in the valleys that is gone when the sun arrives.
It is like a flower in the field that shows it's beauty in the spring
and dies in the summer.
Some I have ridden with are no longer with us today and have had such
a short time on this earth to enjoy what it has to offer and the cameraderie
of friends and fellow riders, yet what they were still remains in the memories
of our minds.
When I set out I forget the dangers that face us when we ride a two wheeled
machine and sometimes ride it to the edge. To be lost in the sheer joy
of speed and power, the freedom of not having to be held up by traffic,
to flow through one corner into another and to smell the countryside.
Yes, I know how much it hurts to visit the road, closer
than one would expect and that many times over through the years and
especially when I was in my teens. I thank God that I'm still
here today to enjoy life and what it has to offer. I have my scars
and aching bones when the cold sets in.
We are privileged to be able to ride a bike and to have known
what it is like to enjoy the freedom on the road. There is a friendship
that develops between fellow riders. We know what it means to share
the experience of risk, joy, the adrenaline rush when several ride together
at speed over well known roads.
The line that separates us from this world is a thin one and
yet to dwell on the fragility of life brings a negativity that
I believe can be a real downer on life.
I want to live it to the full and yet there are times that the
thought of things coming to an abrupt end fills my mind.
I cannot for one think what it would be like for my wife, my
daughter, my parents and my friends if I didn't come
home from a ride one day after setting out like a kid looking
forward to Christmas.
I rode 1100kms in 12 hours last weekend and it was awesome and truly
I could have got on my bike and done it all over again. I love
riding and motorcycling. I love riding fast.
Those that know me I hope would think that I love them very much as well.
I hate the feeling when you no longer see a mate in your mirrors and
you know the only reason they aren't there is because something
went belly up. It's a huge relief when you turn back expecting the
worst and find them in one piece picking up bits of bike from the road.
Hell, what am I trying to say here? Life is full of risks, the
human body is so complex that there are thousands of things that can go
wrong. I would like to die in my sleep alongside my wife on the
same night with all my faculties and my health intact but if I knew that
I would die from some wasting painful disease than to leave this earth
on my bike enjoying a ride would be my second choice.
Life..... it's a pleasure, it's a joy, it's a thing of beauty,
it's what we were born to enjoy, to partake, to impart, to
give of ourselves that we might bring joy to others.
For us that ride, it's a different level that brings us closer so that
when one falls we all feel the pain and the loss.
Enjoy your life, enjoy your rides, enjoy your friendships, revel
in each others company.....
Salute.......
not an easy thing to condense what one has experienced into mere words.
I for one can remember way back when I was a little kid, something
most of my peers, my brothers and sisters cannot seem to do.
My mind appeared to be as aware back then as it is now. I'm 51 this
year and yet I feel as young as I was when I first swung a leg over
a motorbike.
I love life and more importantly I love my wife, my daughter and those
I have met and shared my time with over the years. Life is so short.
It is gone in a fleeting moment even if we live to be 70 or 80 years old.
It is like a mist in the valleys that is gone when the sun arrives.
It is like a flower in the field that shows it's beauty in the spring
and dies in the summer.
Some I have ridden with are no longer with us today and have had such
a short time on this earth to enjoy what it has to offer and the cameraderie
of friends and fellow riders, yet what they were still remains in the memories
of our minds.
When I set out I forget the dangers that face us when we ride a two wheeled
machine and sometimes ride it to the edge. To be lost in the sheer joy
of speed and power, the freedom of not having to be held up by traffic,
to flow through one corner into another and to smell the countryside.
Yes, I know how much it hurts to visit the road, closer
than one would expect and that many times over through the years and
especially when I was in my teens. I thank God that I'm still
here today to enjoy life and what it has to offer. I have my scars
and aching bones when the cold sets in.
We are privileged to be able to ride a bike and to have known
what it is like to enjoy the freedom on the road. There is a friendship
that develops between fellow riders. We know what it means to share
the experience of risk, joy, the adrenaline rush when several ride together
at speed over well known roads.
The line that separates us from this world is a thin one and
yet to dwell on the fragility of life brings a negativity that
I believe can be a real downer on life.
I want to live it to the full and yet there are times that the
thought of things coming to an abrupt end fills my mind.
I cannot for one think what it would be like for my wife, my
daughter, my parents and my friends if I didn't come
home from a ride one day after setting out like a kid looking
forward to Christmas.
I rode 1100kms in 12 hours last weekend and it was awesome and truly
I could have got on my bike and done it all over again. I love
riding and motorcycling. I love riding fast.
Those that know me I hope would think that I love them very much as well.
I hate the feeling when you no longer see a mate in your mirrors and
you know the only reason they aren't there is because something
went belly up. It's a huge relief when you turn back expecting the
worst and find them in one piece picking up bits of bike from the road.
Hell, what am I trying to say here? Life is full of risks, the
human body is so complex that there are thousands of things that can go
wrong. I would like to die in my sleep alongside my wife on the
same night with all my faculties and my health intact but if I knew that
I would die from some wasting painful disease than to leave this earth
on my bike enjoying a ride would be my second choice.
Life..... it's a pleasure, it's a joy, it's a thing of beauty,
it's what we were born to enjoy, to partake, to impart, to
give of ourselves that we might bring joy to others.
For us that ride, it's a different level that brings us closer so that
when one falls we all feel the pain and the loss.
Enjoy your life, enjoy your rides, enjoy your friendships, revel
in each others company.....
Salute.......