Editor’s Note:What appears below is a guest blog post from veteran biker Jeff Maddox, who regularly holds court over at the JMAdog blog.
The motorcycle is a crazy thing. A great mode of transportation for sure, but it really is so much more than that. We bikers have taken the motorcycle to more of an emotional object as it has become a vehicle to which we get our point across. The more we ride our bikes, the more they become an extension of who we are and what we believe. We get together and ride as groups for a cause that is near and dear to us, and we make a statement that speaks louder as the group gets bigger.
The motorcycle can be described as a vehicle that moves us both literally and emotionally and for those on the outside looking in they may not get that. They see bikers rolling down the highway and barely take notice, but a large group of bikers garner attention even from those who have no interest in the two-wheeled world. So, where does the motorcycle take you?
For me, my bike takes me places that I haven’t been in a long time. As I ride down the road, I see where I grew up, the fields outside of town as the road curves past the city limit sign. I see the store fronts of Vernon’s Market, Moore’s Market and Funk’s Vickers Station. I can see all of this while riding down any road because the motorcycle gives me the opportunity to reflect on anything I want to when I ride. Places I’ve been and people I’ve met can come to me as clear as the moment in time when it happened. Alone in my thoughts with the road ahead taking me in one direction, while my thoughts take me in another.
The motorcycle is a crazy thing. It is an extension of both our personality and the representation of who we are. We ride in the here and now but we also ride in the there and then. There is a reason you can’t carry a lot of stuff on your bike. It’s designed to make you leave your baggage on the curb and feel the weight of all we carry around with us lifted from our shoulders-if only for a little while. If we’re lucky a lot of that will not be there when we get back home. So go ride. In a group, for a cause, by yourself or ride to work. Even though the motorcycle is a crazy thing doesn’t mean we have to be!