I read that a riding motorcycle is as close as you can get to the feeling a dog has riding in his owner’s car with his head out the window.
When I am on the open road, I have no cares or worries. My cellphone is on map and I do not care how many texts or messages I get.
I could care less about anyone’s instagram or facebook post.
It is my time to get lost in my thoughts and to enjoy the beautiful USA. When you travel in a car (which I do love as well), you are experiencing the world in a protected bubble. It is like watching it from behind the protective screen of a TV glass.
On a bike, you are immersed in it. On a warm day you feel the air cool as you ride over a river on a bridge. You smell the fresh cut alfalfa in the field. You smell the flowers, trees, and sometimes the not so pleasant odor of the cows or hogs. If it is hot out, you are hot. If it gets cold you get cold. If it rains, well, you get wet. Even bad rides become fond memories. I have not ridden as much this fall with my sciatica pain & the weather.
I hope to ride a lot this winter as a snowbird in Southern Mississippi. 🌞
Can't let the good weather go to waste.
I will find my happy place.
It is my therapy!
I hope you find your happy place too and have a wonderful day!
Nana
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