We all know there is an element of risk to riding, and those of us that have been riding a long time have seen and experienced the risks.
So why do we continue to ride? I guess that is really a personal question with many different answers.
I have met people that are so fearful of taking any risks in life that they fail to experience many of the joys of life.
For me, I love many things. I love to fly, sky dived for a few years until I decided it made no sense to jump out of a perfectly good airplane, did give up back country skiing but not do to fear but an aging body.
If my life should have been cut short do to doing the things I love to do I would have no regrets, other than for my family.
I believe that spirit lives in most riders, it’s not that we play with fate, but we live our lives to the fullest.
Any thoughts?
So why do we continue to ride? I guess that is really a personal question with many different answers.
I have met people that are so fearful of taking any risks in life that they fail to experience many of the joys of life.
For me, I love many things. I love to fly, sky dived for a few years until I decided it made no sense to jump out of a perfectly good airplane, did give up back country skiing but not do to fear but an aging body.
If my life should have been cut short do to doing the things I love to do I would have no regrets, other than for my family.
I believe that spirit lives in most riders, it’s not that we play with fate, but we live our lives to the fullest.
Any thoughts?