I've read the posts by Rick's wife and many similar posts of riders that are no longer with us and it saddens me a great deal of how short our lives are. I feel for her loss but at the same time I understand the passion that drives us all within the virtual walls of these forums.
My life has changed ever since I walked into the classroom of PRS (Pacific Riding School); watching the videos of bikers hitting left turning cars head on, lowsiding around a cruve and being runned over by a truck.
As I was committed to finishing the course and just get my license, my life started to change as I started to understand that my days are numbered; and they are, but we just don't know when. Fate delivered my bike and my credit card supplied the means
I've changed in the manner that I now live life with a passion; not just a passion for motorcycles but I am loving every minute that I am alive. Life no longer sucks as I once thought even though there are sucky things in life but you just have to learn to countersteer those obstacles (corny yes ).
Some of the things that I do before going out for a ride (just in case) is to leave a letter that I've written to my family (in the event of my death) of how much they meant to me and how much I loved them. Also enclosed within the same envelope is my life insurance (sorry none of you are beneficiaries ). I would put this out on the table before riding and put it away after I return; thankful that I survived another ride.
Ghandi said "Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever,"
I shared this because I've met some of you and you share my passion. You have become a part of my life and from my heart "Please ride safe"