Thinking Machine

My Harley is a thinking machine. No, I don't mean it can think...I mean I use it to think...or not to.

I can get on the bike and ride when I have things on my mind. While I'm riding along I can work things out, roll them around in my head. When my mind is going like this my senses are sharpened, the mind is on.

It's also a great way not to think about things. Feeling the wind, the roar of the motor and the road rushing by allows me to clear my head.

It's not necessarily when I am alone either. When Barb is on the back I still do my thinking...even bouncing ideas off of her through the intercom.

Either way, the number one thought is to keep my head in the game...look long range, look short range, know what's going on behind you and always ride like every car is going to hit you.