nklr life with the klr

[Jeff McLaughlin]

I just saw this, It don't look like no KLR I ever saw... http://www.bikez.biz/ads/showad.php?ad=7754 Is this a c model or something?

[Glen]

i really liked the report i am just 19 and "When I am upset about something, I ride. When I feel good, I ride. When I am bored, I ride." great quote thanks for the story. i really love riding just for that reason. it is amazing just me and nature. glenski a14

--- In DSN_klr650@yahoogroups.com, "Sam Teel" wrote: > > >The rest of the ride was on familiar ground but with the > >satisfaction of a new experience and maybe even a bit more > >understanding of how to ride the KLR. I spent the rest of the > >daylight canoeing 8 miles down the river with my 12 year old daughter. > >Fouty seven feels good, very good. > >--Jim >Livin the life I love, Lovin the life I live. > >A-15 > > I know exactly what you mean. I turn 50 in September and somehow it feels > like when I was much younger, just coming into my stride. Praise God, my > health is very good. I seem to be at that point in life where some of the > things that seemed so difficult are accomplished with almost no effort. I > make enough money to do ok and that's just fine with me. I have about 10 > years to do the early retire thing and still have about as much money as > now. Way cool! > > The bikes, (81 Goldwing, 98 KLR, 02 Buell Blast) have contributed so much to > the joy of life it's amazing. When I am upset about something, I ride. > When I feel good, I ride. When I am bored, I ride. > > The other day, my son pulled one of those teenaged dumb bonehead stunts. I > was so pissed I was seeing red. I really wanted to take him out back and > teach him a lesson the OLD Navy way. ("Sir, I'm not sure what happened. I > was discussing his poor performance with him and he just fell down the > ladder to the engineroom lower level. That's how he got so black and > blue.") but instead, I got on the bike and rode for two hours. When I got > back, we had just the discussion part. > > Popular Science reported the other day that studies indicated that > "unfamiliar visual stimulation increased the tendril length of neurons in > lab rat brain cells". No doubt, a thousand miles a month on the bikes is > making me smarter! And I just love those roads I've never been on before. > I took the son on his second street ride yesterday so I stayed on roads I'd > done in the past because I wanted to know what was up ahead before I led him > through it. But along the way we saw about a dozen side roads that demand > to be explored. > > Here in West Tennessee, right now, spring is ripping along. Going through > the green tunnels of trees with the swamps and forest flashing in my > peripheral view is like some meditation. More like Tai Chi I think. It's > enough to keep you focused but still allow the mind to relax. We can smell > the lilac and honeysuckle, newly turned dirt of the farmers field, and also > the dead skunk! We feel the cool spots in the road. A long, tiny parallel > crack in the road demands our attention The road, the time, life, is really > experienced rather than just "lived through". I am HERE, now, not just > going someplace. > > There has been a lot of rain lately so we just check the radar and ride > between storms. Yesterday we were zipping along and came up to a flooded > area. As we approached it, a huge snake was making his way across the road. > I swerved left around him and my son did the same. We came up to the bridge > over the little river which had flooded it banks. The water was just maybe > a foot below us, rushing by. It was a weird sensation, us moving in one > direction and the whole visible world moving 90 degrees to our right. Now > THAT had to grow some neuron tendrils! > > I'll quit the rambling now. Just glad to be alive, which, honestly, is a > surprise to me. > > Regards, > Sam