Eleven years and 30,000 miles together was how long our love affair lasted. To be honest, I still love her to this day. I still remember when I met her, looking like a shiny red rock star, with a bark like a pit bull. Of course I am talking about my 1998 Honda VFR Interceptor. Through the years we had many adventures together and I met some of my best friends on long Sunday rides with her.
Some of the highlights included:
- Fighting the Dragon at Deals Gap
- Wolf Pen Gap's tight, twisty and narrow roads
- Highway 60 through gorgeous North Georgia farmlands
- Richard Russell Scenic Highway... our own personal racetrack
- A stupid top speed warp to 160 mph (a scary 234.67 feet per second)
- Picking up friends who ran out of gas and laughing all the way to the gas station
- Watching daring feats of skill in front of me by talented/crazy riders
- Racing another VFR until he crashed
- Being covered from head to toe in flies because I rode through a mile long night swarm. This was disgusting and made me wonder why Harley Davidson riders wear open face helmets.
- And, number one on the list... almost getting bitten by a huge rattlesnake sunning itself in the middle of the road. Eyewitnesses behind me said it coiled up and sprang at me, missing me by inches. And I thought it was just a big stick in the road. Geez!
My good buddy Justinas from Wow Motorcycles picked up my bike, and now I hope she will go to a good home where she will have even more adventures. Thanks for the memories.