Humble beginnings, and Harley Fever

I've always dreamt of motorcycles. From a child like most boys, a playing card and a clothes pin was enough to stir my imagination. Cruising around the neighborhood with my childhood friends pretending we were a biker gang. Oh the good ole days.




When I was thirteen I was able to save money through odd jobs, and my measly allowance to afford a 1984 Kawasaki kx125. It was my pride and joy. I was lucky enough as a child to live more rural, and close to an old gravel pit which allowed me a place to play and experiment. This is the moment I felt an engine underneath me, and the wind in my face. This feeling pierces the soul, and releases endorphins in your brain bringing a peaceful sensation that I have carried with me to this day.





These are my humble beginnings. A time in life that holds great value to me. As I count down the days to our local dream draw. I will continue my experience on motorcycles. After the kx125 I got my license and purchased a street bike. Care to comment on a guess what it was. Click an ad and help me get a small step closer to my dream. Have a great day all!!

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Location:Thunder bay, Ontario