Sometimes, a little bit is all you need. We all know that size
matters – otherwise middleweight bikes would easily outsell their
lesser-ability, higher-capacity stable mates – but it's not just
about how big your tool is. Often, you find that the littler things
that are said or done can have the greatest impact.
My girlfriend of (for her, too) many years has numerous virtues, and
one of them is supportively showing interest in my addiction to
motorcycles. It's a small gesture, but I appreciate it in a big way,
and normally end up so excited by her enthusiasm that I get carried
away with yet another enthralling lecture on variable valve timing.
Lucky her. Sadly though, I've never convinced her that riding is not
reserved for sheer lunatics with a death wish.
Until now. Whilst trundling home in the car, holding negotiations
over TV stations for the evening's entertainment, she boldy proclaims
it would be a nice night for a bike ride. “Pardon?! Sorry?"
Cue the high pitched voice and the 'did-you-really-just-say-that'
expression – a man's innate response to a 'yes' in the bedroom, but
not a scenario I thought I'd experience in the garage!
In borrowed gear and on borrowed time - despite it being the longest day of the year the sun was setting fast – we cautiously set sail...and had an incredible ride. My fears of tears were replaced with whoops and giggles as we took in a dozen miles of steady sunset scenery.
In borrowed gear and on borrowed time - despite it being the longest day of the year the sun was setting fast – we cautiously set sail...and had an incredible ride. My fears of tears were replaced with whoops and giggles as we took in a dozen miles of steady sunset scenery.
The big question – what's the other half's view on lunacy now?
“We'll have to do it again, but just
a short ride...baby steps. Now I can see why you like it though.”
A small admission it may be, but like I
said: sometimes a little bit is all you need
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