Getting lost with a knife and some woodOut for a while what seems a short timeturns into hoursGoes by so fast don't realize the time spentWhat enjoyable way to waste the dayKnives axes some woodSlice here split there time to see What I find Break away bit...
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easy_rider75
Over 90 days ago
United States
About
Just here to reconnect with some old friends was once Bikebum and I left for personal reasons but came back cause I missed some people that have become very close with My name and av may suggest I am a lover of motorcycles and a rider of them I do love them but a rider not just yet hoping by next year at the latest. My main passion is has and always will be the bicycle that to me is the purest form of riding. I don't ride to race never have never will I also don't group ride just not my thing I do however ride for the pure freedom of the open road to wherever my wheels will take me and what ever direction I am going. The journey is the main thing not the destination for me.
Interests
Bikes(motor and pedal) camping fishing hiking computers talking with my friends online Writing poetry and short stories when the mood strikes. mainly love poems
Favorite Books
Anything non fiction that is either a true story or that I can learn something from I rarely read fiction
Favorite Authors
Presentlye none with the exception of Bill Bryson
Favorite Movies
Action Sci-Fi westerns some dramas the usual guy type movies
Favorite Music
Rock country some classical but mainly country
Interests
Bikes(motor and pedal) camping fishing hiking computers talking with my friends online Writing poetry and short stories when the mood strikes. mainly love poems
Favorite Books
Anything non fiction that is either a true story or that I can learn something from I rarely read fiction
Favorite Authors
Presentlye none with the exception of Bill Bryson
Favorite Movies
Action Sci-Fi westerns some dramas the usual guy type movies
Favorite Music
Rock country some classical but mainly country
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The old lady I speak of in this poem is my bike, my nick name for her Wonder what I will findCome this SpringWhat I will see off on a rideWith my friendThe old lady and meWander the roadWonder what me and my friend, my old bikeWhat we will see, what we w...
No headphones no musicJust sounds of the bike sounds of the roadCars whizzin by Birds sing wandering the skyLost in thought lost to the soundsHum of the tires rollin down the roadNo tunes blaring in my earsQuiet thoughts rolling down the road Hum of the r...