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[RPR50]

Went to dinner last night after work w/ my better half.  Got home about 8:15.  Cloudless.  70's.  I try to ride at least a couple of time a week.  Often, it's a short mid-week.  Weekends, couple of hours, at least one day.  

So I went.  Wasn't all that motivated.  After you get hooked on GTGs, your local ride can be satisfying but without any great adventure. Some rides bring a tremendous release.  Others just satisfying.  Don't know about you, but in my local ride there's a couple of key turning points.  I leave it to my mood to decide direction.  I went east.  And kept going east.  And east.  Don't ride all that much at night except in town.  Had no reason to be back early.  Ended up out in the countryside at dusk.  

There's something about the solitude. The sense of separation.  The total immersion in new surroundings.  I was in the country.  Saw a sign for a reservoir and took it.  Deeper in I went.  And for that my first reward.  

[RPR50]

But there was more.  Now it was nightfall.  Still didn't want to turn home.  Kept going.  It was countryside.  I ride a lot in farm country (it's Ohio), but only really in the daytime.  Don't want deer problems if nothing else.  Saw two.  But now, bike was rumbling along, fields on both sides, glow on the horizon to the west.  Cloudless.  You know the feeling.  A sense things are right.  You're blessed.  Just for the moment.  To enjoy the full measure of machine you've worked so hard to refine, to be untethered by any obligation of the moment, to be engulfed in the total beauty of God's creation.  

Now I came to some fields w/ some hills.  Turned right up a gently incline.  Corn on both sides.  You've been on a road like this.  Small roller coasters in a gradual incline.  Came up a few.  And stopped.  No one.  Anywhere.  I could see behind and ahead and was alone.  Sun almost gone in the west.  Gentle breeze moving the corn.  Bike was on w/ the radio.  Turned it all off.  

And then I got my reward.  Had to be a million fireflies.  Everywhere.  You saw a few as you motored down the road.  But stopped, w/ the lights out, it came to life.  My own private display of God's handiwork.  Floating, like a cloud of yellow twinkle lights.  Acres and acres.  So here I was, a last minute ride, not all that far from home yet still away, and finding the release my bike provides.

I don't know why I'm sharing this with you all.  I enjoy our forum.  Once in awhile, it's good to share something about why I ride.  Here's to the journey.

[TN]

thanks for sharing.   sounds like the perfect moment, er two.



i enjoyed the ride


TN

[SBB]

Bob

Great report.
You sir, are living the dream most just hope for.
Congrats.

SBB (The King of Shipping)

[sadunbar]

But there was more.  Now it was nightfall.  Still didn't want to turn home.  Kept going.  It was countryside.  I ride a lot in farm country (it's Ohio), but only really in the daytime.  Don't want deer problems if nothing else.  Saw two.  But now, bike was rumbling along, fields on both sides, glow on the horizon to the west.  Cloudless.  You know the feeling.  A sense things are right.  You're blessed.  Just for the moment.  To enjoy the full measure of machine you've worked so hard to refine, to be untethered by any obligation of the moment, to be engulfed in the total beauty of God's creation.  

Now I came to some fields w/ some hills.  Turned right up a gently incline.  Corn on both sides.  You've been on a road like this.  Small roller coasters in a gradual incline.  Came up a few.  And stopped.  No one.  Anywhere.  I could see behind and ahead and was alone.  Sun almost gone in the west.  Gentle breeze moving the corn.  Bike was on w/ the radio.  Turned it all off.  

And then I got my reward.  Had to be a million fireflies.  Everywhere.  You saw a few as you motored down the road.  But stopped, w/ the lights out, it came to life.  My own private display of God's handiwork.  Floating, like a cloud of yellow twinkle lights.  Acres and acres.  So here I was, a last minute ride, not all that far from home yet still away, and finding the release my bike provides.

I don't know why I'm sharing this with you all.  I enjoy our forum.  Once in awhile, it's good to share something about why I ride.  Here's to the journey.

Moments like yours are what make it all worthwhile...  These moments are what makes us different -  seperate us from them...  We get it...

[Chains]

As an X Buckeye I know what you mean, thanks for sharing your ride.

[semperfi81]

Go Bucks Love the State

[HogBreath]

I was in ther boonies a few years ago in the cage at night. Topped a hill..and fireflies...EVERYWHERE. I just stopped and watched for a bit. It was pretty amazing

[Twolanerider]

Scenes like those are why my favorite riding times are dusk and dawn.  The light is magnificent and the views, even the mundane, are unlike they are the rest of the day or night.  That's why my favorite riding partner is the shadow bike just ahead or just behind cast by the raising or setting sun.

[1sharprdkg]

Great ride report and pics! Sounded and looked kind of like Tennessee there for a second. Enjoyed it very much. I love getting out like that where you can smell the plowed dirt and the corn growing, clean air and look up and actually see stars in the night sky.     

[Buy early]

Great ride report! The pictures you painted with your words were even better than the ones you shared! Ride on!

[shortdog]

CONGRATULATIONS!! You have captured the very essence of why we do what we do. Thank you.
Some of us will never be able to appreciate that "moment". Those of us that have will continue to try to re-create it.

[spydglide]

Great ride report and thanks for sharing.  Well reported...you had me right there in the moment.  And I needed that.  Two more months the doc says before I can ride again, so I'm appreciative of your recount of this ride even more.  spyder

[RPR50]

Thanks guys for the thoughts. Spider, two months will be here before you know it. Best time of year to ride.

Bob

[9 1/2 Beers]

 I have never seen a fire fly, Paula tells me they are fun to watch, I read your story and was wishing i was there to see them 

 Thank you for sharing

 Marty