Freestyle

So, where do we go from here? It’s easy when you have a plan and it’s all mapped out for you. But what about when you “freestyle” it? What does it mean to head out in any given direction with no plan or agenda and the ride still happens anyway? You have a good time, that’s what happens. Sometimes the best times are when you stand around, looking around, hands in your pockets taking it all in. Why do we have to plan it all out and feel rushed? There is nothing worse than making plans, having them fall apart and having the disappointment set in. If you freestyle, it doesn’t matter. Just going with the flow all loosey goosey, can be liberating. We ride motorcycles for crying-out-loud, and our reputation is built on the idea we are carefree Nomads of the open road. Let me get out my smart phone and show you what I mean…

We ride motorcycles for crying-out-loud, and our reputation is built on the idea we are carefree Nomads of the open road. Let me get out my smart phone and show you what I mean…

Are we just wired to have a plan? I don’t know about you, but there is a certain amount of achievement for those who can make it through the day without a schedule. It can be done. Of course eating a couple of times a day needs to be penciled in, and a general idea of where you want to go is helpful, otherwise we will be those Nomads I referenced earlier. Yeah, a general direction is helpful. And what about gas? Oh, we’ll have to stop for gas, and if you’re riding in a group you might want to make sure you are stopping at the right time for everyone. We wouldn’t want someone to cut it too close. And while we’re at it, I have lunch penciled in so can we stop for gas around that time? Sure.

The more you think about it, the days of packing up in the middle of the night and hitting the open road with nothing more than motorcycles and the clothes on our backs seems impossible. Not that sleeping on picnic tables under some trees, or waking up in the same blue jeans and t-shirt I’ve had on for 6 days wondering where the next gas station might be doesn’t sound appealing…

For me it comes down to being that semi-organized Nomad. Life on the edge with a dash of planning. Finding that happy medium of getting lost and still knowing where you’re at is a good feeling, and that’s a perfect combination for a guy like me. Freestyle.