June 1974.... Greatest Day of my entire 10 year old Life. A new Honda XR75.
I had sat on that very same Bike in my little Town's Honda Shop at least once a week for a few months developing a mad compulsion for this Machine. Then came the day the Owner said I couldn't sit on that Bike anymore,,, it, MY Bike, had been sold. I honestly believe that was the first time I had really experienced & felt both Love and Heart-Break. True devastation.
The following Saturday my Old Man pulled up in his Van (a banana yellow Dodge Tradesman with no rear seats, deep-pile green shag carpet throughout, and only rear side Bubble Windows past the doors. Yes-Groovy Man).
He told me to get his stuff out of the back and thinking nothing I opened those rear doors and There It Was. Like a damned Disney Movie or some crap but true none the less.
May God
(and my Wife & Kids) please forgive me but I think that truly may have been the very best day of my Life.
40 years later and the friggin things still make me feel like I did that very first day.
Pray that never ends.
I hadn't seen this Pic in a long Long LONG time till tonight....
I remember crying that day when I opened those doors to find it there.
I remember fighting back the tears when I froze up and used the Oak tree as a brake on the inaugural 1st Run.
I remember the Joys & the Pains.
Each & All so amazing.
More than a Machine - Truly an awesome Blessing.