The motto of the North American Biker. Today Sean and I went out looking for abandonments and on the way met two very different characters with the same love for riding.
The first guy was in Bedford Mills that was selling an old mill for 3/4 million dollars and is going to retire to a smaller place with room for his work shop. The guy rebuilds classic bikes and was working on his truck but took a few minutes out to tell us about his new bike a 1935 Indian.
We talk about driving sportsters around Ontario and how rough it was driving small bikes and old ones at that. He is a customer of Motosport Plus in town so I am sure we’ll met again.
The second guy was a retired gent that drove across Canada on his moped bragging about getting 130 km to the gallon and taking 3 months to do so. Ok my hat is off to him I spent my preteen years in Germany and rode a moped when I was 13 and found it small. I remember I guy from High School in Borden running away from home on his moped and drove down the 400 back to Toronto to his Moms.
So next time my back gets a little tired driving around on my Ultra Glide Classic with rubber mounts., shocks and a nice comfy seat. I will remember these two driving with one purpose in mind.
Just to ride. Now if only the local bike clubs could adapt that mentality.
