Let the `’Light Shine

A few weeks ago, we (actually my husband) acquired a new toy. Brand new and shiny, full of pep and a lot of oomph.
This new toy was a 1000cc Super Toy Yamaha FZ1, affectionately known as a Fazer.  First things first we rounded up all our sportbiker friends and took it for a 120mile spin that very Sunday.  What a Joyride.  I was on my Suzuki DR650 - a not so super bike for long road trips, but what the hell, I wanted to ride.  So we came home with aching muscles and super happy souls, and we haven’t stopped since then.

My mom of course does not let any opportunity pass by to let me know just how weak the knowledge of me on this bike makes her heart, but then she went and did ‘n super sweet thing. she sent each of us a little scarf that is simply perfect for bike riding.   I was so impressed with her supporting our hobby / transportation preference even though it scares her a little. THANKS MOM !

so this weekend we rode out again. This time I rode the 45miles to our buddy’s house, and the hubby drove behind me with the dogs in the car.  WHY? oh, because we went to a lovely National Park where the dogs could run around like wild ones all day long in the mountain.  As soon as we got there the guys took the bikes on the 60 mile scenic route, and us ladies took the highway to the park where we all met up again.  Immediately the pooches and I went for a mountain walk, and I thought I found gold when I saw a little pond for them to cool off in.  They were so happy, particularly our little guy - he came out of the pond, walked and sniffed a bit and then dove and rolled like HE Found gold … which indeed he did.  A super fresh wet pile of cow Gold

Who can even get angry being out in nature?  I tried to lure him back to the water, but soon found there would be no luck luring him in all the way for a wash unless I swim into it myself and drag him with me.  Honestly, this wansn’t going to happen in that particular pond swarming with tadpoles and musquito larvae.  So I left him as is, HAPPY AS CAN BE, and we headed back into the mountains.  A long walk later we ended up back in camp where I washed him under a tap and let him run free again.  He played like a rockstar that day.  Actually all three of us (me & 2 dogs) did.  we ran and climbed and investigated all the little roads and places until I had to rest.

After this I rode  the bike home again in the COLD while hubbykins drove the dogs in the comfy van with aircon and music.  What a weekend.  Again our bodies were aching and our souls happy.  I love Summers and Motorcycles.