Now I'm going back to when I started my 14 month long bike ride around the good ol' U. S. of A. I steered clear of the really rabid anti-gun states Illinois, New Jersey, California, Massachusetts, and Connecticut. I didn't want to get arrested for simply having them on me.
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I wound up in Lake Charles, La. my first night out. Spent a few days gambling badly. My mind was off somewhere else so I stopped. I woke up the fourth day and turned on the tv. When the weather came on it showed a cold front headed this way coming down the east coast that was going to reach almost down to Florida. "Shit, it was the end of September and I hadn't even thought about winter approaching. I packed up and headed west back through Texas. I always take the back roads. More to see than on the fast paced interstate. It took me four days to reach New Mexico. I rode all over the state.
I would buy a t-shirt from every Harley dealer I came across to ship back home for souvenirs. I'd ship about 8 or 10 at a time. That's about all I could carry on the bike without it getting too crowded.
I stopped to eat in Roswell at the Mc Donald's that looks like a spaceship of some kind. Not very interesting. What was interesting was the Harley dealership. It was every motorcycle dealership imaginable. Yamaha, Honda, Suzuki, Kawasaki, Victory and Indian. They also sold about every side by side and four wheeler too. I bought a t-shirt and strapped it down. When I backed the bike out of the parking place and put it in gear, I heard a strange clunk. It always clunked a little, but this was different. When I let the clutch out it sounded like all hell broke loose. Gears clashing and clattering and it wouldn't move. A salesperson (it was a female and a pretty good specimen too) heard it all and came over and with a concerned look said, "Well, it looks like it's time for a new bike or a new tranny one"
I said, "Yep, sure seems to be."
She got the porters to push it to the service area. I told the service manager I was in a hurry and would pay extra if they could look at it right away. They agreed but with no extra charge since I was from out of state. Later that afternoon I was told the tranny was a total loss and it would be a few days before they could get one in and it was going to be expensive. I forget how much.
"Well then, let's look at new bikes you have in stock."
Another salesman heard me and came over and said he could help me with that.
I told him, "No, Sweetness is the one I need to talk to." Hey, that's what was on her name tag.
He grudgingly fetched her and she beamed like the sun when she approached. Her pearly whites were on prominent display and her C cups were bouncing lightly. Nice sight it was. Remembered it had been more than a month since I got laid. We shook hands and she held mine for a little longer than I'm used to but I definitely didn't mind one bit. They were not as soft as I had thought they would be.
I told her I wanted saddlebags and that I was open to anything as long as it wasn't a big touring bike.
She showed me the Road Kings and the Heritage first. All the while she would bend over showing me new features on the new models and plenty of cleavage, even caught me looking a few times and smiled a very delicious smile. I didn't try to hide it either. She knew a Heritage is what I rode in on. I really didn't like the spoked wheels and she explained that they could change them out if I liked. As a matter of fact, they could change just about anything on the bike. I settled on another Heritage Softtail Classic. Then she helped me with all the accessories. I got a Vance & Hines exhaust, opened up the air inlet, stage 1 on the computer, new forged aluminum wheels got the original tires replaced with Michelin Commander II's. I changed about everything on it except the motor. When it was all settled they said it would take a few days to get some of the parts in. I decided to rent a bike and ride a bit and come back. I gave them my accountants number and he would wire the money to them. Mentioned that whoever called him should mention the number 7418. That would be a one time code so he would know it was legit. I told them that it was too late for him to do it today but I would call him in the morning. As soon as the money was transferred I would pick up the rental.
I asked if someone could give me a ride to a hotel, Sweetness asked where I was staying. "I don't know yet. Any suggestions?"
"How fancy you want to get?"
"I don't know, anything around here with an in room hot tub? I need to relax some."
"Not sure about that, but I'll call around."
She found the Hilton had a few rooms with a hot tub.
"Do you have the number so I can reserve one. I need something to eat before bedding down for the night, too."
"Already done." She looked at her watch, "Hold on about ten minutes and I'm outta here. My treat."
"Deal"
She walked away with that pop in her ass I like so much. First one side will pop, then the other side. Damn that's sexy.
She returned a few minutes later and said, "You ready? Well, let's go then."
We climbed into a Harley-Davidson Ford pickup.
"Wow. Nice" I said.
She pulled out and I asked, "This your husband's?" I was searching.
"Nope. Had one of them once. Didn't like the way he tried to control me and it was like I was the only one of us that was married. Had to turn him loose."
"Why are you so far from home without your other half?" Now she was fishing, I hoped.
"Don't have one, never did."
"You've never been married!?!?"
"No. Came close once. But it didn't work out."
