It’s my bike. Still haven’t taken delivery, but they’ll call me when it’s ready. It’s a Suzuki Marauder 800. My W already has her bike. It’s a Yamaha V-Star 650.

I’d be happy to give anyone a ride, but I don’t have my bike license. I know it sounds backwards getting the bike first, but I’m in the process of getting my learner’s permit.

It’s really funny. When I was a teen, I had a dirt bike. Lived on a farm, so I rode it in the fields but never got my license. My W, on the other hand never rode in her life. She got her (car) license at a time when there was no special bike license in the province where we now live. So, when they changed the system, she kept her motorcycle designation.

I’m not saying that I’m an experienced rider, but it’s ironic that people who never even sat on a bike don’t have to jump through the same hoops as someone who’s ridden on bikes.

W has started her leather collection. Hasn’t got chaps yet, but I can hardly wait [Wink]

Andy

Andy