It's been a long time since I've ridden the FJR. I love giving Enzo a ride to school and picking him up, and he invariably has a lot to carry. I do too: my gym bag, lunch, and laptop. So, I just haven't been riding much. That is, I haven't been riding at all. As in, 101 miles in the last two years.
I've also been giving thought to whether or not I want to keep riding. I just haven't been using it, and it used to be such a big part of my identity. I still consider myself a rider, but of late, well, I've just not been riding.
Today is a beautiful day, so I figured I needed to find out. I took Enzo to school early, and got to play some shadow games as I was backing out:
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| I love the shadow of the rain gutters |
After the gym, I went home, dropped off my bag, and saddled up. It was lovely. I still like everything about it - the immediacy, the freedom, the just being out there in the environment, the physics of it.
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| Yes, I still enjoy it |
So I think there's still a place in my life for riding, I just have to be more deliberate about it. And I do think the FJR still looks so good, 20 years later. What a machine.


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