My friend Joe asked me to ride his '67 Triumph Bonneville from West Lafayette IN to Cincity OH. Twist my arm, I paid for the gas, 37.9 cents for premium. Joe was a graduate student at Purdue University.
Not the first time I'd ridden this Bonnie. When I crashed my '72 Yammie XS2 the Bonnie was the first, and only, bike I rode with a cast on my left leg. Plus many other times I'd con my friend out of a ride.
I left W. Lafayette early in the morning and not far from town I saw a Steerman Biplane dusting a field. I had to pull over and watch this beautiful plane at work. I guess the pilot saw me pull over to watch, because I was the recipient of my very own personal air show. He did more and more aerobatic maneuvers as the hopper emptied with insecticied.
Was he dreaming about riding a motorcycle? I was dreaming about flying an airplane (a dream I eventually fulfilled) I'll never forget that experience. I eventually got a private pilot's license...a motorcycle ride helped it happen.
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