When we lived in California, Scott had a 100th anniversary Sportster (that's a Harley starter bike for all you non-Harley lovers). He loved it, and we had a great time riding and seeing the costal scenery from a unique view. I confess, I wasn't "all-in" when he found it, but I LOVE riding on it. I have no desire to have my own, but as long as he'll let me hold onto him, I will ride with him.
But, I digress. When we left California for Japan, Scott's dad bought the Sporty from us since it was a major hassle to take it with us. We were in Japan about a week before Scott scoped out the Harley dealer on the next base over, and within 6 months he had his Softail. Scott's dad was content with the Sporty for a short while, but then upgraded to an Electra glide...or as we call it the Geezer glide. When he changed bikes, Scott's brother gave in and bought the Sporty from Scott's dad. But he too was content for only so long before getting his own Electra glide.
Scott's dad and brother ride for comfort, but Scott is still about feeling the pavement. I doubt he will ever get rid of his Softail, but he might just get his own Electra glide if we start taking lots of long trips.
Here's my hot hubby. I really like his jacket...
And it was REALLY cold the day of their ride. All the Hetzel women joke that our husbands are heaters, but it is really true. Even little CJ is a furnace when he sleeps. So, you know it's cold when these human heaters are dressed like this...
And the gang (minus Uncle Butch).
