After several visits to Dr. Liemer, the back is responding well. This afternoon I was out in the yard and I admit I had lost track of where my ole cowboy was. I heard it, but couldn’t be sure. Yes, it was the Honda Goldwing, and when I looked to the back garage, the overhead door was open. I didn’t know what to expect. I had not heard that sound since last fall.
As I looked to the backyard, Dennis was indeed on the 900 lb. cycle. As he headed down Stauffer Avenue towards the thoroughfare we live on, all I could do was blow him a kiss.
I stayed in the yard and knew I would either be contacted by law enforcement or he would be riding back home to me. The later was the good outcome. Dennis had taken the Honda down the highway to LaSalle, which is about 10 miles from home. I was really proud of him. This cruiser of a cycle has power and it is huge. Dennis’ grandsons have told him if he happens to tip it, it will take several people to get it back on the two wheels.
After a bit of a break, Dennis took it out again, working on a feeling of stability in idling down and doing sharper turns. I think this is just what Dennis needed: expanding his horizons with a new venue for spring and summer. Hey, it has to be more satisfying than the rider lawnmower.