Another dream came true recently! Hubby and I took classes to learn to ride last summer. He got his bike before we left Michigan, and I found mine out here.
It’s a 2015 Harley Davidson XG 750 with a retro custom paint job.
I hadn’t ridden since our classes last summer, but after spending a lot of time practicing in the neighborhood, we ventured out to my happy place, the White Tank Mountains.
My dad rode. Here is a photo of him with his last bike, a Honda Shadow. He loved that bike. He rode when he was quite young, quit for a while, and picked it up again when I was in college. When I came home from school, he’d take me on a long ride and we’d go out for lunch.
He rode up until the summer before he went to Jesus.
I wish I could ride with him now. Miss you, Dad.
Have a great day!
KatyQuilts 
Thanks, Lori! My hubby had a spill on his bike. I’ve been teasing him that I’m the better rider. 😂 he has some broken ribs to heal before he rides again, but my daughter will ride with me on her Harley!
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Oh, Katy!! He’s riding every single mile with you. He’s smiling down on you, blowing a special kiss on your forehead when you take your helmet off. Pay attention and you’ll feel it each and every time. {{Hugs}} ~smile~ Roseanne
How exciting! Hubby bought a motorcycle a few years ago. He was hoping to ride with his brother. Brother had an accident and sold the bike. 😦
hi katy, surely looks like you are enjoying your retirement by acting younger. (don’t mind me, i’m just a teeny bit jealous.) enjoy life. patti in florida