Friday, March 29, 2013

The Bear, old dirty biker or dirty old biker..

When it was said in a old post it brought back memories..1984 in Casa Grande Arizona. My first ex wife had got tossed out of the military and we were road tripping..A friend of a friend was told she was good with an airbrush and had contacted us about doing some painting..We pulled into town in a truck with a cabover camper and a trailer full of junk and the FXST..Now the old saying Bum Fuck Egypt came to mind when we pulled in to the burg..Directions were easy take the main road to the IGA and hook a left,,the big barn at the end of the road..

We pulled in and saw a giant walking across the lot..Bob I was told was a tall dude, that was an understatement..Bob was 7'1 3/4"..and owned two carnivals..He wanted us to rebuild and paint the carousels and offered stupid money for doing it..We were home in Casa Grande for a few months.. I would take the horse off and sand blast them, prime and base color then the ex would work her magic..she was damn good at it and made a living doing it long after I went out for a pack of smokes..

Living in the desert in the winter it's rats ass cold in the mornings and wind blew the rest of the 24 I rode..tiny roads and major roads, explored the landscape looking for nothing but a place..still looking..I was about 20 miles from nothing one afternoon when I found the bar..I spent the last day trying to remember the name,,it's gone..There was a cherry FL parked in front so I pulled up and walked in..Bar tender and the widest not fat just wide old dude sitting at the bar..He seemed to be four feet wide and maybe five foot five..You could tell in his day he was a bull..well a bear..I sat back and ordered a beer..He glanced over and that was it..

The bar became a favorite stop..after the sixth time in and the big dude sitting in the same place every time I asked the bartender what his story was..He said that's the Bear and he has been here forever..I asked if he could talk..ya when he feels like it he will..A few more times in and the same deal, a glance and a nod..Until the day he say's hey kid..Now biker creed would not have allowed Joe Blow that pleasure but the Bear got away with it..I still threw out a gruff what..He asked of I rode much..I said everyday..

That was it for a couple of days, I walk in early on a Saturday was packed, must of been six people there..Bear had his stool so I sat down a few away and ordered a beer..Bear looks over and say's I hate crowds you wanna go for a cruise..Sure,,where we he fired up that old FL he says follow me..We rode in a big circle of Joshua trees and desert..we put down a couple of hours of up and down and round and round..I was taking in the we pulled back into the bar I remember thinking how I got to know Bear that day without saying a word..there are those you can share the road with and there are those you never hit the click with..we hit the click..I knew it and the Bear knew it..we back them in and and rolled off..Bear patted me on the back and said great ride..he felt the bond of the road too..

Bear looked to be maybe sixty but was seventy four..lost his wife ten years back and just never really got happy again..He would have a few and hit the Patsy Cline songs and sit and stare at the walls with tears rolling down his face..Never heard him raise his voice but the bartered said he was hell on wheels before he lost his wife..We rode, we went to Nogales, Tuscon and many a little towns that may not exist today..we never really talked about much but bikes and the road..He was happy when he was in throttle..never said so but you could see it..I never learned much more about the Bear, never knew where he lived or what he did..never knew his given name..

Last time I saw the Bear I stopped to tell him I was heading out..alone..Headed back to California by what ever road got me hurry..He asked if he could ride to the boarder with me..Sure Bear you can ride any where with me friend..We pulled them in to the last truck stop off 10 and sat down and had dinner..we walked out and the sad look in the Bears face damn near got me all choked up..I said got to go..He shook my hand and said ride safe kid..I swear I saw a smile..ride safe yourself old timer..


Sunday, March 24, 2013

The joys of happy..sharing the ride. .our dreams of tomorrow

Such a long winding road we have traveled. .The miles have always been our enemy today they are our release. .time ticked away three years to reach this day..we found it and lost it at times but our heart always won out over our minds..Our day is near and so are you..How we held this bond our love will never be known..we lived and we loved we cried and we have grown..I want to share the dream with we pack our bags and count our blessing this my Sunshine is our ride..the first one of forever..

The vows are said..the cake is gone hands have been shaken and many hugs well wishes..we packed the bike before being forever joined..we married wearing leather..all that's left is turn the key..for the first time we will share life  together and free..I feel your arms tight around me as I reach up and turn the key..push the button to freedom and hear the low roar..vibrations and thunder the feeling I have knowing your there..With me for life this first ride we will share..

A light snow and chill in the air with warmth wrapped around me and the freedom of the wind we don't care. .And the ride was a short one thank you mother nature...slow wind through the snow and roll the new in next to the old..the shovel still doesn't like company but maybe these two will get along..throw a few logs in the fireplace and sit back on the old worn couch eating pizza and hoping the snow breaks..could never ask for anything more than laying back with you in my was our day..our needs are met... the dream came true.. .last of our day..only thing left is figuring our drivers side and passenger side..Thank you for the start of a wonderful life..Love you mucho..Chiquita Senorita Del Sol...biggest Hugs

Friday, March 22, 2013

Balance. .

Your first step ,your first attempt at balance..Balance was important and always part of life as you pass through your youngest years as we grow older its a natural part of no longer have to think about it. .as we grow older balancing your tires or check book maybe the only time we think about it..

Sunshine we have finally found what it is that makes what we share so special. .its the balance. .we tried our balance on the tight ropes and the super highways. .we found balance the hard way..we didn't even know it..Balance is a morning smile...drying dishes. .only pushing the buttons that have happy faces on them..Its letting you be you. ..taking out the trash or walking the dog. .when you change the flat on the car while I watch a Giant's game..couldn't help it..its sharing our days and the TV remote..its sharing wind on cold spring morning. .making breakfast together..its not worrying about tomorrow until is yesterday. .

Its sitting on the back porch..huddled up on that old well worn couch. ..just holding on in comfortable silence. .sharing a smile and letting our today's fade away too our tomorrows ..tomorrow starts a new wonderful chapter in our lives...its the day we dreamed of in many ways and on many days..its finally came...Love you always and ever..met me on the old couch hugs..

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Sunshine and the Monkey Man...Reflections

Lots of people have read the storiies here over the last few years..Sunshines inspiration and a little push we decided to share some of our personal stories. ..a little bit of all we enjoy now two days before we make the commitment for a lifetime. .The blog is Sunshine and the Monkey Man..and here's a small taste of many...You will find the link on blogs to ride over too..enjoy.

Sometimes a story can have many meanings and each story shared has a meaning to Sunshine and the Monkey Man. .shared past memorys that are the same...only in different times and places..amazing how things work in this life. .other story are a dream or a though shared and given freely..other are putting away the things that keep life from moving forward. life as life always will..

Reflections today have new meanings as they will everyday..learning to let go and release the parts of our lives that both gave highs so very high and lows as low as the mind can go have been both hard and joyful. .Life as we learn has control and if we as what we are attempt to change it heart aches and pain are the results..maybe its the years we have or maybe it plain luck that what is shared today is a new and different world than one could imagine..

Having been one then none to reach the point of two sharing one goal happiness without restraints..For those who have never been there you probably will never understand for we still only know its a wonderful place and stopped asking how it works..Like the meaning of the word love..strong yet gentle..will love you always and forever has new meanings..its the same love with understanding. .life was and is in control and we are the pawns it plays try and change what is shared is no longer an option. .hopes are like dreams today..the more you hope the more distant the dream much hope puts life and what is true and real beyond our reach..

Everyday is a new adventure. .the highs are not as high and the lows easily overcome..It is finding life can be comfortable and having an ear..a shoulder a smile...not grasping for the heart strings not wishing for the commitments that bind lives to a we share happiness. .as true and as pure as we can..its where we never thought possible but with the strength we have always shared we again have made it work and work wonderfully. .I share this today as best I can..its been written and tried time and time again..its only touches the surface of your friendship and the true unrelenting and always forgiving love means to that bond that pulls us together there are not the right words to express it..Thank you Sunshine for a wonderful life..Love you mucho
.always and ever...Hugs

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Winding down..

Its just around the corner less that two weeks away..Scooter will be here..Dreams of the future have began to fall into place..Its been a long hard trip with more ups and downs then a drive through Wyoming. .Elevated at times but the valleys we crossed were long and full of uncertainty. .we always climbed out..Its all about what's in your heart. .its always there and undying. .

This last leg of the journey Sunshine has been pure joys we missed. .Today I feel your joy from miles away just as I was holding you close..The calls and texts from those who love us and care have been enlightening and happy..I am coming home..for all the readers and followers thanks for keeping us inspired. .plans are to get this riding blog back in the dig up more old memories and to create our own to share...Lucky 13 Sunshine. ..time to grab a gear..Need those big warm hugs..


Tuesday, March 5, 2013

What's the Fuck...

Rolling prior to the damn sun waking up..ain't nothing here except blue ribbon beer..Can't park an 85 foot personal vehicle in the Harley museum parking lots..and its fucking snowing. .now the first snow in Wyoming was interesting since that time I have found snow to be annoying. a 3 inch long bleeding roid. ..and why do they call them hemorrhoids. ..why not herorroids..oh well either why they are a pain in the snow..some people like it..ya lets go play in the snow. .get your head checked. ..shits cold and slimy..sticky...its crusty underwear nasty..Ever get stuck in a snow strorm..younger days did once but it was in a baggie..not cold wet sticky shit..did you hear me yelling. .I hate fucking snow. .