Bikes

Aside from baking cookies, it was an exciting week in our household.  I finally caved and let my husband get a Harley.  He's been wanting one for about 3 years; ever since he got his motorcycle license from the police department.  

Last weekend, while he was at the beach, he visited the OBX Harley store and was looking at a few used bikes.  He came home empty handed.

But this past Tuesday he took me to our local Harley store so I could see what bikes were out there.  Mostly, so I could picture a bike when he was whining talking about getting one.  We looked at a few, had the guy price some out for us, and I asked alot of questions.

And I had a revelation on Tuesday night after we got home.   The one question I couldn't answer was

"Why not?"

Sure, financially it wouldn't help us; but it wouldn't hurt us either.  My husband offered to work two extra off duty  jobs to pay for it and I couldn't really argue. 

Now's the perfect time.  After all, we don't have kids. 

And so on Wednesday we bought a Harley.  Here's my husband getting ready to drive away from the store. 

And here I am trying it out.  Unfortunately the boots are the only reason my feet touch the ground which sadly means I can't drive it.  We're waiting on our saddle bags and a bigger sissy bar to come in to the shop and then it'll be really ready for me to ride.  I do need somewhere to put my purse! 

I went on my first ride around the neighborhood today and oh my!  It's harder than it looks to be a passenger.  It involves total trust in the driver and leaving your nervousness in the driveway. 

Now all I need is my pink helmet!  That's the goal of this week!