The weather broke a little today, creeping above freezing. Within 24 hours, we are supposed to be buried in 12" of snow and ice, followed by temperatures dropping to zero again. Every couple weeks, I start up the bike making sure the oil gets warm and everything feels right.
This time round, I had the boy come out to the garage, sit on the bike, and start her up. His feet barely reached the brake, and had to stretch a bit to hold the grips. I had him go through each switch, making sure the turn signals all worked, lights, horn, brakes, etc. I recognized that smile on his face - I have seen it in the mirror. His imagination racing with thoughts of being on the road.
He has a few more years to go before he can ride on the street, but I think he will be dreaming tonight of those upcoming days.
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