Sunday, June 01, 2008

Quality Time

As long as I’ve owned a motorcycle, my daughter has remarked she would like me to take her home to her mom’s after her weekend at our house on my bike. Usually she has so much stuff with her I simply cannot get it all on a motorcycle (especially when I had the Sportster). Well today all of the planets aligned for her. She had brought just the basics. When we woke up it was raining, thundering and lightning. When we got out of the morning worship service, the rain was gone and the sun was peeking out. By the time we had lunch, and she started gathering her things, it looked absolutely beautiful outside. So, I told her to get her leathers and boots on and load her things on Rosie.

The trip from out house to my daughter’s mother’s house is around an hour’s worth of riding. As we set out on GA SR 369, the sun was shining and a cool wind kept things comfortable. The mufflers on Rosie keep things manageable enough that we could carry on a conversation without an intercom system, so we chatted away while we rode. Once on GA SR 20, traffic was a little bit busier but still enjoyable. After passing a few slower vehicles when the occasional passing lane came about, we came up on two other bikes and followed in staggered formation.

When we stopped at the traffic light just before the ramp to I-575, the two other bikes were stopped side by side in front of us. I had just put a foot down when I heard the sound of tires sliding on asphalt. I quickly scanned the mirrors, ready to release the clutch and make an evasive maneuver. I looked up in time to see a car smash into the back bumper of the car stopped behind us. Thankfully no one was injured and the car behind us did not lurch forward into us. I told my daughter that is exactly why I keep the bike in 1st gear and watch the mirrors when stopped at intersections.

The other two bikes seemed to be headed in the same general direction that we were travelling, so we continued to follow along. A few miles outside of Canton, I noticed another bike had joined in behind us. When we stopped at the traffic signal at the ramps for I-75, the bike behind us stopped be side us. A couple of nice folks about 10 years my senior and their Chihuahua were decked out in their rain gear riding a gorgeous blue Honda Goldwing. We had a brief chat before the light changed, and soon they were turning off their own direction.

We eventually parted ways with the two lead bikes and made the way to my daughter’s mother’s house. I could tell that my daughter was loving riding down her street on a motorcycle as we neared her driveway. As she pulled off her leathers and retrieved her luggage, I saw a very big grin on her face. This was probably one of the shortest rides I have been on in the last several months, but it was hands down the most rewarding.



"Joker" said...

I'm looking forward to the day I can take my kids on the back. That's still several years out.

Those rides seem they'd have to be the best rides of all.

Aaron said...

Did you just describe a Honda as "gorgeous?" There is hope for you yet, my friend. :P

Ronman said...

What I would give to have my daughter ride with me. She rode once a couple years ago and that's pretty much it.


Biker Betty said...

When my husband and I each got our motorcycles our eldest son (age 16 at the time) declared he wouldn't be caught dead behind mom or dad. Our youngest son wanted to, but he was too small, even at 10 yrs old. Last year we found him a leather jacket, but we couldn't find leather chaps or pants his size. Kind of feel guilty taking him out with us decked out with protection and him not. Of course he also has a helmet. He's always been small for his age, but we are hoping this year that he has grown enough. He still wants to ride with us.

Lady R (Di) said...

Good quality time with your children are priceless. I'm sure you helped make a great memory she cherish for a long while.

American Scooterist Blog said...

I also look forward to the day when I can take my kids along for the ride. To share with them the notion that life is bigger and better the closer you get to it, although it may not always smell as nice (farms and swamps) or be as comforting without the climate controlled conditions of a car.
Most of all, I want them to experience being alone with their thoughts. For however long the ride may be, the benefit is that you reconsider some of the things you think about on these rides. I want to give them the chance to do things like that. To use those all too infrequent quiet times to find center again if they need to. I think that's one of the things riders like us know but often have a hard time relating to others. Thanks for the great post. You make me look forward to the days when I can offer my kids the same opportunities you have.


irondad said...

I guess if I can put Harleys on my blog you can say nice things about Hondas! I'm still hung up on the Chihuahua in rain gear.

Learning to Golf said...

I had the opportunity to take my 31 year old daughter for a ride a few weeks ago. When I asked if she wanted to take the short or long route she asked if it would be OK to take the long route. We were able to have both an enjoyable ride and a nice conversation. Something that I miss with my daughters being married with lives of their own. Remind your daughter to pack light before she comes over next time and think about taking the long route back to her mom's. They get busy really quickly you know.

FLHX_Dave said...

Awesome brother. Rewards come in different packages don't they. Simple things make life worth living in my book.