Shovelhead Redemption

I expected that as a person crosses the country, cultures change, and conversations about the same subject would alter somewhat. But put a woman on a loaded up Harley-Davidson, by herself, and the response is standard:

“Where are you from?”

“New Hampshire.”

“Where are you going?”

“Back to New Hampshire, eventually.”

“Are you traveling by yourself?”

“Yes.”

“You’re very brave.”

“No, just crazy.”

As the trip continued on, my mind wandered on the subject, and I thought of all the brave Americans who had fought and died or permanently impacted in some way to keep our country free. Those are the brave ones, not me. And I continued on… Free. Freedom. Freedom isn’t free. Over a year later, I was watching an episode of “Sons of Anarchy”, when the narrator read a piece on freedom. It included the following:

True freedom requires sacrifice and pain. Most human beings only think they want freedom. In truth they yearn for the bondage of social order, rigid laws and materialism. The only freedom man really wants… is the freedom to be comfortable

Sitting in your living room, anticipating the next season of American Idol, is not what Americans fought and died for – at least not in my mind. In my life, I’ve had the freedom to make some really bad decisions and then dig myself out of those holes. I’ve had the freedom to attend meetings in church basements to give myself another chance. Freedom to travel across the country on my motorcycle, choosing the roads, the ending point for that day, and choosing to handle whatever Mother Nature had to throw at me or finding a dry overpass – those are some of the freedoms I find most important. This is the United States. We have good roads and the citizens are typically law-abiding. What I was doing didn’t involve bravery; I was practicing freedom.

The trip changed my life. I knew it would, but it happened in a way I never expected.

My goal is that you will be entertained and inspired and maybe make a similar journey of your own some day.

But that’s just the start…