Its like when

[Thomas]

Its like when your riding the old shovel head on a sunny fall afternoon and the air is just crisp enough to grab the old leather jacket from the saddlebags.

Its like when your taking a long pull on the throttle in third gear and kicking the old beast up into forth as you wind round the bend and come up on the late day sun shining off the lake, it hits your face and kind of warms you up inside.

Its the sun in your face, the leaves whipping past your head and the throaty rumble of the old 1200 boucing back at you off the rails

All you can think about is what's in the box ready to smoke,

Its like when you take a long pull on a Bolivar and think

life is good

[El Presidente]

Well that stirs the loins for a Sunday morning ride

[Curt]

» Its like when your riding the old shovel head on a sunny fall afternoon and

» the air is just crisp enough to grab the old leather jacket from the

» saddlebags.

»

»

» Its like when your taking a long pull on the throttle in third gear and

» kicking the old beast up into forth as you wind round the bend and come up

» on the late day sun shining off the lake, it hits your face and kind of

» warms you up inside.

»

» Its the sun in your face, the leaves whipping past your head and the

» throaty rumble of the old 1200 boucing back at you off the rails

»

» All you can think about is what's in the box ready to smoke,

»

» Its like when you take a long pull on a Bolivar and think

»

» life is good

Or being on a BMW k1200 and already smoking the Bolivar.:-P

[Guest Warren]

Thomas you are a poet of the steel horse.

[Thomas]

Yea, its just like that.

I love the fall, a belly full of venison and cigar smoke.

A pre game ride around the wachusett reservoir on old American steel.

2 best ranked football teams squaring off.....cant forget the World champion Red Sox

man I love the fall