I ride every day. Fortunately I have never been down. I don't know how many times I have been riding and I think about what could have just happened that would send me to the pavement. It's a pretty sobering thought to me. A lot of close calls are because of people in cages being in too much of a hurry. But there are other things too. Is my mind on what's going on in front of me, behind me, around me? Or, is my mind somewhere else. Maybe not so much on the everyday commute to work, but out on the open road. It's easy to get lost. I admit, I have let my "
justified" anger get the better of me and come flying up on some fool that just cut me off. After the fact I find myself regretting being so stupid. Was it really worth the risk? I imagine my Sporty wadded up in some guys trunk and the hospital making the phone call to my honey.
This documentary is about some Pennsylvania riders. But it could be from anywhere. About anyone who rides, has ridden, or has lost someone.
Be responsible. It's not always the other guys fault.
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