The Journey

The world has changed over the years. And most dont ever think about what it must have been like back in the days before cell phones and credit cards. Most cant even imagine what it was like to travel without them. Thats what The Journey is all about! A motorcycle trip from Kentucky to Florida back before you had a cell phone to call for help if needed or a pocket full of credit cards to help pay for it. A time when if it broke you fixed it or hoped for a not her rider to come by and help you fix it! A time when getting into a motel was almost impossible for a motorcycle rider a time when you were not welcomed in most restaurants and a time when police did not need a reason to stop you. The Journey is a story of a trip on a Harley Davidson motorcycle long before there were Harley shops in every town and when even if you found one chances of them helping you were not that good anyway. Today Harley Davidson dealerships are a destination that every rider heads for with their show rooms full of new Harleys and a shop with several mechanics ready to repair any problem you might have out on the road. But back in the early 80s it just wasnt that way. If you rode a Harley and it broke you fixed it yourself! The Journey is also about how we handled different situations that would happen when you were out on the road traveling. How years ago people would still help each other and would go out of their way to give you a hand sometimes. And how meeting new friends out on the road would lead to a friendship that would l ast the rest of your life. Just like traveling today luck plays a big part on any road trip. And the Journey is the story of a trip that luck played a big part in. Even with all the planning and going over your bike before a trip things happen sometimes that you dont plan on. And how you handle those times is what makes a trip an adventure. I starting writing The Journey as a way to remember how it use to be and a way for my kids to know what their dad went thru years ago. Something to remember me by long after Im gone. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. I dedicate this story to the memory of all those friends who I met on the road who have passed a way over the years and to those who are still with me. Ive been n blessed all my life with more friends than I deserve. And to my wife Sissy who has stood by me for over 30 years. Without her no ne of this would have been possible. Hooper