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Sep 30 2009

First Pleasure Trip: SPI

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A week went by after I got home. Work had started for me and all I could think about was the time I would get to ride on my Wing.  Every morning I would go into the garage to look at her and tell her that I would soon take her out of that dark place.  Her headlights seemed to look at me yearningly, like chiding me for abandoning her for such a long time.
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Sep 29 2009

Flying Home on “One Wing”

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The end of my summer vacation finally came to an end and I must go back to Harlingen on August 15th.  With a truck and a motorcycle to take back home, I need to plan how to get them to the Rio Grande Valley, where I live.  First, I’ll take the motorcycle, of course, and then I’ll go back to San Antonio on the bus and recover the truck.
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Sep 28 2009

Riding My Wing, The Wrong Way

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On August 11, bright and early, I went to pick up my purchase.  Heather, the finance and insurance director of the Honda dealership, got me an excellent deal on credit, installments, insurance, and everything else I needed to ride the bike out of their garage.  Clayton, in the service department, made sure everything was good to go on the bike, and in no time I was out the door feeling for the first time in a while the exhilarating sensation of the wind pressing against my body.

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Sep 25 2009

A Dream Come True

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Fast forward to August 2009.  After coming back from a three-week Canadian vacation to visit my brother and his family, and almost purchasing my nephew’s 2002 BMW K 1200 RS, I decided it was time to go big.  After soul searching for almost two weeks, not to mention 35 years, my friend Beto decided for me that  it was time to make my dream of owning a Honda Goldwing come true.

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Sep 24 2009

What Dreams Are Made Of

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You know how it goes. A dream you had is left behind in the back burner for years until it starts searing and you just have to pay attention to it. Thirty-four years ago, in 1975, when I was 16 years-old, I saw a motorcycle stopping next to my car at a traffic light that called my attention: its sleek lines, its powerful engine, its solid build were hard to dismiss. There was something about that beauty that tugged at my heart and made me feel small in my 1969 VW Beetle.

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