In my travels over the years I have met soooo many wonderful and genuine people
I have had people offer me a spot at their camp site if I couldn't find anything
I have had people tell me that I will be eating with them for supper just bring an appetite
Before I can even get the tent out.... Here dude have a beer we're over there come over later
Then there is always the elderly gent who use to have a bike in the war and the stories start to flow
Last year I stopped in Ironwood, Wisconsin and met a gentle man at 72 yrs old taking his new bike
for a ride by himself, we stayed at the same motel and shared conversation over breakfast.
I just don't believe I would have met these people if I was traveling in a car.

Love them....m born and bred a biker. Ride for a club, and proud of my bike and my cut. There is no freedom like two wheels on the open road