Old Boots, an Old Motorcycle, and a Sense of Adventure
In my closet I have a pair of cowboy boots.
They aren’t much to look at.
In fact, they are pretty stained and beat up.
But I’m very, very attached to these bits of leather.
I don’t normally keep every pair of old shoes, but these are special.
From the broken cinch tab, to the oil stain on the right boot, to the worn spot on the left toe from the shifter, they tell me a story.
While I’ve actually ridden a horse while wearing them, these boots were an integral part of my life when I had a motorcycle parked in my driveway.
For those of you who actually care about such things, it was a 1984 Honda Goldwing Aspencade – the original behemoth touring bike. It was large, and comfortable, and even had a coffee cup holder for the long journeys.
Those who are bikers know there’s a practical purpose for boots on a motorcycle, as those who have ever burned their ankle on an exhaust pipe can attest.
Aside from looking cool, boots are part of your safety gear.
So… where are you going with this Kevin?
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