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  • sourhippo 10:36 pm on August 18, 2011 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: ducati, goodbyes, , motorcycles   

    a monster goodbye 

    (———> song #56, don’t play it till the middle of the post)

    so my school bill came in…my financial aid didn’t cover me this summer.  I don’t have the money to pay for it.  I am broke and i’m getting married in 2 months…so what to do?  Get a loan?  Go into debt for the first time in my life?  Or sell the most valuable thing i own…yup that one 😦

    One last ride…I fire up ‘ducky’ one last time. No helmet no jacket…just me and my monster (please don’t do this…its illegal in GA, but this was super early in the morning as the sun was rising nobody around so….) MUSIC #56 starts now…

    Racing around the empty streets of Decatur…destroying this still quiet morning with the sound of my 750…this sound that made me buy it two years ago.  The cool air on my skin…the sun light peaking through the trees…leaning into corners, revving obnoxiously  loud, rpms screaming…good morning Decatur.  Sure i’ve had my fights with this guy…breakdowns, fuel leaks, dead batteries…but the good memories out shine the bad.  The starry nights on country roads, riding through thunderstorms and not dying, falling asleep on it on my way to Chicago and…and…the FREEDOM…riders you know what i am talking about.  The kind you can never feel inside those ridiculous four wheeled box prisons…

    man i didn’t know i could be so emotionally attached to an inanimate object. but seeing some one else drive off with it that morning…i had to fight the urge in my hand to wave to it as it roared off.

    good bye (waves)

    • ognut 3:31 am on November 21, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      pretty BA picture sir. this looks like one of those pictures that your kid will find and be like, once my dad was cool. quick make it b&w or sepia.

  • sourhippo 3:29 pm on June 15, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: freedom, motorcycles, road trip, storms   

    Stars =====> #73 

    Trying to complete my first solo motorcycle road trip across the country. So far battling thunderstorms and engine overheating problems. last night i was stranded in the middle of Kentucky at 3 in the morning trying to push start an over heated stalled bike at a rest area. After about a hour of watching me running up and down the parking lot trying to push the beast back to life, a Hispanic dude finally offered his jumper cables. (I asked him an hour before if he had any, to which he shook his head no). Still I was thankful for the eventual help. Back on the road I was surrounded pitch black, broken only by the lighting that exploded all around me from multiple thunderstorms that were closing in fast from the south and the west. Praying I’ll won’t be enveloped by them, riding through those torrents might kill me. Every moment anticipating another breakndown, I pay close attention, to memorize every mile marker tracking my location. If I were to breakdown here on this desolate dark road in the country, i would be impossible to find, I need to know my exact location.
    As the cold wind batters my head around, I watch the night sky light up with erie and beautiful figures and shadows, I drive on mile after mile into the darkness, not knowing where I will end up or if I will break down.

    Was this a bad idea? Maybe…
    Are things going smoothly according to plan? Nope…

    Yet I am…happy. I am free, no plans, no expectaions, only a wild sense of the unknown.

    After the storms past I looked up and saw the most beautiful sky with oh so many stars… These same stars that are there back at home too but hidden behind the business of the ‘normal’ and usual. They seem like they are closer here.

    A quiet time under a bridge

    • handsomehwang 5:31 pm on June 15, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Hope you get back to chi soon. If you need something, gimme a call

    • eunhae 2:07 am on June 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      nice shot. hope to see u soon

    • crystallionk 7:14 am on June 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      you’re insane
      but it sounds like fun
      nice clouds

    • gracieefer 10:27 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      i bet your quiet time was not so quiet.
      be safe! i feel like your post is something
      a man would write in his late forties during his mid-life crisis.

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