Finding the Guardrail

Foxy's First Road (?) Trip!

Foxace thinks I'm ready for my first "road trip"!
He's going to ride with me to our local Harley dealership.
I'm very nervous but, also excited about going for a real ride on my very own Harley!

Here we are at the main road. Waiting for traffic to clear. Pulling out.....DAMN!!!

Now here I am parked on the guardrail! When did they move it closer to the road? I know I leaned into the turn. How did I end up here?

In my zeal & nervousness, I must have given too much throttle & not enough lean to get turned onto the main road. I merely crossed it at an angle. Thank God for the guardrail, otherwise I would now be in the river! Instead, my handlebars are over the top of the railing & my scooter is wedged tightly against it. It's a good thing we put engine guards on this scooter. If not for those my riding days might have ended before they began.

Another $1000 repair job! Foxace is really getting good at putting my scooter back together...now if I can only get good at riding it!

Foxace is so patient with me. A few more lessons in the neighborhood and, at last, my first real road trip without incident. What a relief. What a pleasure to ride with my face in the wind. One with the world I survey. A beautiful sunny day. A good road...

Now I pass by that guardrail frequently. Almost daily. Never once passing without reflecting on the day I made that guardrail mine. In fact, it still bears the scars of my scooter parking. But, in time, I learned how to pull out smoothly on two wheels, without gunning the engine. It's a Harley after all, not a Mustang!