My kids, were pretty much grown, my life was changing. Heck, I was going thru that dreaded mid-life crisis!! I needed a hobby!!!!

I heard about this Bike week in Daytona. Decided to go with some family and friends. WOW! all those motorcycles!!!! Well after the third time with no bike, I decided when I go again I will be riding my own. Got me a Harley and began exploring the country on two wheels!!! I took the basic rider course, the experienced rider course, even the boot camp instructor course. I rode and rode and rode!!! Me, MYFBOY and God!!!! I pray when I mount up and Thank Him when I park her for the night. For I know it is the grace of Him that I make it to and from my destinations safely. I’ve traveled all over; up and down the East coast far and near. Experiencing as many National Rallies as I can!!! A little west, Sturgis and Wisconsin. Tamed the Dragon (Deals Gap)! Meeting all types of people. Learning from each of them. One valuable lesson I was told while at Sturgis from a seasoned world traveled biker. “Once you are not afraid of your iron horse, give it up.”

Well, I became way too confident!! I could ride standing up, roll down a hill no hands guiding her with my weight, racing her like she was made for speed!!! But those words echoed in my mind. I continued my normal prayers but added, “Lord, when and if I go down, I ask you to allow me to get back up and walk away my fear, I am no longer afraid of my iron horse”.

It happened. We were riding home one night after riding all evening fellowshipping with many others. I leaned into a right turn, all seemed clear; everyone behind me was in sync. No one noticed the oil slick, until I was going down. Slow motion, many said it was like freeze frame! I remembered all my training, and my prayer. This was it!!! Sliding down the road, tucked like I learned and was told, watching MYFBOY stand up and continue down the lane until she realized I was not on her. I stopped sliding, she stopped and leaned over on the medium….I got up and WALKED AWAY!!! Elbow and knee swollen and pounding, but I GOT UP!!! It was a few days before we were riding to Wisconsin. He answered my prayer and I was afraid of my iron horse again. Regained my respect for her. Thanked God because He, as I always knew, was with me. Rode her home, soaked the few days and we re-bonded on our way to Wisconsin.

Stay afraid!! Respect your iron horse!!! Remember; cockiness, carelessness can be costly!! But most of all, Pray and have faith!!! Not only does He love us, but also our family and friends love us to!!!
 

Live to Ride....Ride to Live!!!!