Sorry, I cannot take you for a ride because I would have to cross one big ocean, and bikers don't float.
But I gotta tell you this one;
I got my license just before I moved to Spain, with the intention to buy an American specs Honda Goldwing Aspencade. But in the end I got ripped off by a divorce and could not afford it.
The following years I had a good share in serious health problems and I finally requested a reconstruction of my ileostomy (the one that really messed up my life).
While I was recovering at home with my belly full of staples and stitches, it came to my mind that I still did not have a motor bike. I thought by myself: I want to ride a bike before I die.
I knew pretty much what type of bike I wanted, a Dragstar or an Intruder, because of the design.
After looking at all the specs, I finally went for a 1500 cc Intruder which I found on the internet.
I contacted the vendor, made an appointment and went to see the bike.
It was love at first sight. My condition was so bad, that I could not walk without the support of crutches. Therefore I asked the vendor to drop off the bike at my address.
Meanwhile I bought my super cool leather pants and jacket in South Australia (thru ebay).
Every day I went to have a look in the garage to admire this shiny piece of craftmanship.
One day I could no longer resist and I climbed on top of the bike, started it and very carefully drove up and down the underground garage.
The next day I went out of the garage and onto the residential parking to drive a couple of circles. Ooooh what a sensation, the shiny chrome, the deep sound and the swift curves.
I could not feel my sore belly which hurt me very much with every step I made.
The temptation became too much. As soon as my motor gear arrived (US helmet and gloves), I wrapped my stapled belly in genuine leather, turned the key, and drove off .... out on the street. What an orgastic ride ......... I had no pain and I could travel fast without crutches.
When my friends and family found out they all thought that I was crazy and irresponsible.
Let's assume that they were just jealous of someone like me: a "poor guy" with an ileostomy, very sick, recently operated and he had the guts to ride a big bike.
1,5 Years later I had to go for another intervention. And the first time I had to come back to the surgeon to check my 3rd new stoma and my set of staples, I went on my bike.
You should have seen the face of my surgeon
So from now on, I can advise anyone who recently had abdominal surgery and who has difficulties walking because of the pain, RIDE A BIKE
Don't pay attention to people who will try to stop you from doing that.
Of course, ride safely, don't take stupid risks and don't fall !!!
A good ride a day keeps the doctor away.