On the Road
with
Thumper Jane
As a Revival Biker, (A rider who has not ridden in
many years, then jumped back on), I've found a new
list of chores:
Polish chrome
Wax tank
Condition chaps
Ride enough to break in New Indian gloves before it's
time for fingerless...etc.
As a Revival Biker, I find my tire seems to have it's
own mind of which road to explore. Trees seem to
help with the choice. A big sky with occasional drops
of Louisiana rain add to the picture. My movement
through nature on a created steed functions to deliver
my mind from its own parameters of boxes and rules
and dos and undos. I hum in my helmet and grin
at the cows. I'm in their neighborhood, viewing life
from the other side.
That giant slab we ride on and live on and grow on-it
gave me my freedom, once again.
I greeted the road yesterday, with a full tank of gas
and hopes as big as Montana skies.
Louisiana loved me back.
I remain, forever grateful,
Lulu, A Revival Biker
Visit us online at:
http://www.louisianabiker.com
and
https://facebook.com/louisianabiker/
29