Well, he has found his new best friend over at the Harley dealership…it is a 2010 Electra Glide police model whose little acronym escapes me at the moment. Before we moved to Texas, he rode one of those things all day for the county so he is quite familiar with its performance and usage.
But I’ve heard nothing else for five days except “…blah blah motorcycle blah blah…” and I shall never be happier than when it is under his ass on the road and we can speak of something else.
I have to admit it is one fine ride. And he got a terrific deal on the unit from the guys here – we cannot say enough about their friendliness, kindness, and patience – just a terrific group of people there (which is sometimes not the case with HD dealerships and the attendant snobbery). He’ll have to edit the lights to clear and get a touring pack but he has connections that may be able to get it at a bit of a discount. So, for right now, I only get to admire it from afar.
I have to say, though, that his joy is infectious. It is pleasing to see him so happy – and to see him getting “back on the horse”. Now, if I could only get his enthusiasm up for finding ME a new vehicle. My darling baby has no 2nd gear
I suspect, however, that I shall hardly see my husband over the next month. Just a fading rumble as he communes with his own nature…