Would somebody explain to me why we would get up at 6:00 a.m., don layers of clothing, our heavy weight riding gear and head out into 33 degree temperatures for a ride? I know why: they are called friends.
That is what we did this morning. My wife and I headed out to meet some of our good friends and ride south to LaBelle, FL for another friend's birthday party. The chance to meet up with our nearby friends for breakfast and then to ride together to see some of our more distant friends was one we couldn't pass up in spite of the cold temperatures.
The conversations we share over meals is a highlight of every ride. It gives us a chance to get to know one another even better, to share our insights on news of the day, swap stories of our past. We talk about the trips we have made, the trips we are going to make and the ones we dream of making.
We had the opportunity to again reacquaint ourselves with our friends that live far to the south, that we don't get to see as much as we would like. We shared the highlights of our times away from one another and talked of bygone times. Our discussions turned to future meetings and the hope that we would indeed see each other again much sooner rather than later.
Hopefully, each of you that read this have similar experiences that you can relate to in your life. We all need these times of camaraderie and interaction with our friends to recharge our lives.
Until later, ride often, ride safe
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