Cripple??

When I am on my bike, I am not a cripple anymore. I can ride as good as someone who does not walk with a cain! The foldup cain is in my saddlebag. I still like to ride fast. Lean into the corners. Enjoy the wind in my face.

Like the sign Bob brought me on his yearly visit!  YOU never see a bike parked in front of a shrinks office!

Mary would not let me sell my bike several years ago. When she cannot stand me anymore, she says take off on the bike!  YOU NEED A RIDE!!!!
The titanium and plexiglas in my left shoulder is forgotten!
The titanium in my left knee is forgotten!
The stainless steel staples holding whats left of my stomach and small intestines is forgotten!
At least till I park my bike in my garage. When I swing my leg over the seat to get off. All the aches and pains return!
BUT I can stand them again, till the next RIDE!!

This is BOB, about 20 years ago. When both of us had hair on the top of our heads!!  LLOOLL

This is MARY & me traveling 20 years from now!!

This is me now, with fold up cain in saddlebag