I meant well. I do plan to sell the bike. I do plan to stop riding, so my wife does not worry about me.

On the way home Wednesday afternoon, I was changing lanes on the freeway (turn signal, mirror check, shoulder check) and half way into the lane I got knocked back into the lane I was leaving. Sideswiped, hard, by a lady coming from the lane further out. Running damage down the drivers side of my car, and my side view mirror (the one I had just checked – ah, good times …) was destroyed. We pulled over, exchanged insurance and registration information, and went along our way. I very carefully made sure to stay in the far right lane all the way to the exit, and then stayed in the left lane all the way to the house. No mirror to check, you know. But I can guarantee that my shoulder checks were often and thorough. My insurance adjuster still gave me an earful when she found out the mirror was gone and I had still driven it home. I was told in no uncertain terms that the car was not to be moved under it’s own power until the mirror was replaced.

Our auto insurance covers the cost of a rental car. I was OK with it at first, my beautiful bride was not. I offered to let her drive the rental, but even that didn’t help. We turned it back in yesterday.

That left only one option: the motorcycle.

While my bride reluctantly agreed, and I know my knee cannot take another hit like it did in May, I certainly enjoyed the ride in to work this morning.

(full disclosure: my bride had agreed, before the sideswipe happened, to allow me to make one last Patriot Guard ride, to escort the National Riders from Winslow to Kingman on Saturday morning)

So, while I had planned to park it, circumstances changed that. I’m not saying it’s God’s will for me to ride, but …

Chat ya later…

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