Dan & I were in Hawai`i on Father's Day, and my Dad's birthday - so my Dad and I planned a special trip together when I got back. He drives a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, and I'd never had a chance to ride with him, so he picked a favorite route for us to ride together.
I was a little nervous about feeling really exposed, but after gearing up and getting on the bike this morning, we took off and it felt really natural. The helmets even had a radio system in them, so we could talk to each other the whole trip. It was great to spend some Father-Son time - just the two of us.
We drove through Arlington to Darrington, and stopped for some lunch at the Glacier Peak Cafe.
Dad went for the BLT and I had a Turkey Bird - basically a BLT with Turkey. Despite the occasion prompting our trip, Dad adamantly refused to let me pay. I couldn't wrestle the bill away from him before he had it paid.
The food was good, but the trip was awesome. It was so cool to get to ride with him, and see some of his favorite spots. I understand his passion for riding a lot more now that I've felt the wind beating against me as we drive along crystal blue rivers, through green tunnels of trees, past rolling farm land, with snow capped mountains all around. You can smell everything, even taste it sometimes, and I didn't feel unsafe at any point.
In fact, after lunch, I got so relaxed on the bike I was damn-near sleepy.
After lunch, we looped back along Highway 20, into Sedro-Wooley, and then down Highway 9. On the way we stopped at my folk's house, to say hi to Mom and pick some red huckleberries - then got back on the bike and he brought me home.
We drove over 200 miles, but it seemed like it went by so fast. I can't wait to find an excuse to score another ride. It nearly made me want to get a bike myself - though I think replacing our 1993 Ford Tempo, and buying a house, are our first orders of business.
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