A good day for rude awakenings!
The last item on my own, personal bucket list is to buy a Harley hawg and do some low-impact touring. With that in mind I cruised over to my local H-D dealer and went for a test ride on a "Road Glide" (FLHR), an 835 lb touring rig just a bit smaller than an Electra Glide. Oh, my. Back when my wife and I were courting, and shortly after we got married, we used to go on test rides on H-D Electra Glide "dressers" frequently, and I felt both competent and confident enough to put her on the back and off we'd go. Well, guess what? Those days are gone. Long gone! This bike didn't want to turn sharply, didn't want to lean, I struggled to keep it upright at traffic lights, its weight was a constant problem, and the entire ride was misery. As soon as I got back to the dealership I told the salesman to forget it, and he wisely suggested that I try a Softail Deluxe, a much lower and lighter bike, and I'm going to do that in a few days, but in the meantime I'm still rattled. I learned today that there's a HUGE difference between 41 yrs old and 76 yrs old, including upper body strength, reflexes, depth perception and sense of balance. Today's as good a day as any to learn that, since it's my 76th B'day; better late than too late, as they say. But I'm seriously bummed out about it; this may be one bucket list item that goes unfulfilled, and that will mess with my head! Damn damn damn. Thanks, y'all, for allowing me to vent.
Member formerly known as "vlafrank."