Until now, I’d always ridden with a friend. But today I rode by myself. Two of my MSF classmates met me at Stone Mountain Harley-Davidson where we’d taken the class, so we could show our instructor that we’d survived and thrived.
After we visited a bit and hugged all around, I didn’t want to go home. So I rode up to Cycle Gear and bought a couple of things, then sailed home.
Now I feel like a genuine rider. I know it’s not much, but it felt like a very big step to just make my own way.