|My Grandmother and I|
I never thought I would return
to this spot with a motorcycle!
I digress. Riding solo to and from St. Gabriel De Brandon today gave me something that group riding just can't, namely freedom. Freedom to lose myself in not only the anticipation of returning to a place that was truly so profound in my life as a child but equally as important, it allowed me to explore parts of my former childhood in such a way that no 'sane' motorcyclist would normally venture with a Suzuki Intruder 1400! The ride was serene and undoubtedly the itch to return to someplace familiar to me was nothing if not bittersweet. I find it difficult to express in words what it is that drives us to visit our past. However, in doing so sometimes it is the only way one receives the strength needed from such journeys to move forward. Without further ado I present to you a video I compiled today of today's motorcycle trip: