Dusk

I am a closet poet. I don't share much of what I write. After reading about Tom I felt compelled to write. I hope this came out Ok. For Tom E and all that are missed A friend was taken from me today He lived far away I never met him face to face Though he would visit me at my place Across cyber space we became friends Shared stories of ventures far and wide Chatted as if we sat side by side We joked and laughed late into the night I'd go to bed with a smile before I turned out the light He road off on a ride one day A careless person took him away A driver in a cage made a turn In the end a sad lesson learned With two eyes and two ears he failed to see, the friend he took away from me In gods kingdom he now rides Endless ventures far and wide One day we shall meet Face to face we will speak A warm place I do keep, for my friend as I sleep I dream of ventures far and wide With my friend by my side

At times like this I have no words. This is what I turn too for strength. Footprints in the Sand One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only. This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord, “You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?” The Lord replied, “The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.” Mary Stevenson, 1936

The Mad MAx! Man I want to get one to compliment the 1st gen I have. The're like kissin cousins That bike looks schweet!

What brand of tire is that... I want one! That is what I call good to the last drop.

Stopping while in the middle of a turn... not a good thing.

This is the place to go for breakfast in NH. http://www.parkersmaplebarn.com/ My friends and I have gathered together more than once to eat breakfast here. Many riders meet and ride to this place. You will find scooters of all types there. even some classic old rides. It is worth the trip. your tummy will thank you