I Ride Alone

I got this off another Motorcycle forum I hang out in .. just wanted to share it here... I think we can all relate to this one. I know I can... I Ride Alone .... The wind at my back, my face to the sun, In search of adventure and some two-wheelin' fun, I ride down to Main Street, and I ride far from home. And one thing is certain: I ride alone. There are some that can relate to the words that I print, Some know of what I speak and others just don't have a hint. As I fire up my bike to satisfy that yearning, I know it feels right once those two wheels are turning. Many prefer the short ride and stay close to home, And some travel far and wide; they know they must roam... I ride alone..... The feeling I get as I glide through the wind, And the rush that comes on when the throttle is pinned, To feel the power of the engine, its throaty exhaust tone, A grin comes to my face like none that I have known. The only way to describe it is "being in the zone...." I ride alone..... when riding in groups of two or ten, We share the same passion, A two-wheelin' state of zen. Each has an experience uniquely his own. Our thoughts and our feelings To the others are unknown.... We ride alone.... At the end of the day when the riding is done. You crack open a beer and reflect on the day's fun. And maybe you'll share with those that inquire Your free-spirited adventures, your two-wheeled desire. And as you reveal the wonders you've known While chasing the wind and scraping the chrome, Racing toward the horizon or leaning deep in a curve, The roads and weather that challenge your nerve, And seeing the country as never before, It's just not the same from inside a four-door. And they hang on your words like you're reading a poem... I ride alone.... Now don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to be rude. At times we ride in groups, to events or to eat food. But whether we ride in a group or just ride solo, It's only you in your head wherever you go. While many of us choose the same bikes, the same steeds, We alter and tweak them to fit our own needs. And though we may travel the same roads together, And appear to the masses to be birds of a feather, How we ride and why we ride to each of us is unique, Whether it's enrichment of the soul, or a personal nirvana we seek. We each know that feeling when we're in the zone, And it's then that you realize: I ride alone..... Ken Patton