I think
"Then Came Bronson"
captures the real meaning of what it means to be a biker. It’s really not about the kind of bike you ride. It’s about the ride its self. You might ask; what does that mean?
Well, it’s about the road to nowhere that goes anywhere... It’s about the overwhelming feelings of freedom and openness that the ride on the road offers... Its about the smell, sights, and surroundings of the journey... It’s about each ride, whether it’s to and from work or the cross country journey.
What its Not about is the bike you ride, or the clothes you wear... Its Not about the MC one belongs too... These are life styles. This is America... ! The Country where you can and should have your personal pursuit of happiness (GOD knows too many have paid the ultimate price for all of us to have it). But, I believe there is one common denominator among us bikers. THE RIDE.
Give me a stretch of road short or long. When I am on my bike it’s an adventure... It’s Not the destination its the journey... Just for the record I ride a Harley Davidson, I wear leather and or black when I ride. I enjoy the group rides and meeting at the watering holes. But I'm not a bad ass, I am just a biker that loves THE RIDE...