This sad story about an Iraq War veteran having his mototrcycle stolen shows how much the freedom of the road and two wheels plays on the imagination of soldiers in particular.
SGT Peter Hopson had saved his combat pay to buy the bike as a reward for surviving the war. He lost two buddies before he got back. I hope SGT Hopson gets a new bike soon and is able to resume the dream.

I'm also looking forward to riding with all my Iraq veteran buddies in Iraq some day in the future, when that country decides riding motorcycles is more fun than killing each other. It may be some time before that notion comes to them, though.

Hat tip to Dan Bateman at Musings of an Intrepid Commuter

Great clip

Paul, over at On the Road Again wonders if he is becoming a Fair Weather Biker (FWB).

I know the feeling, I commuted daily for several years too, but don't need to anymore. It can be hard to overcome.

My solution? Take a video cam with you, the next few times you are on the train. When the inevitable 45 minute delay leaves you stationary outside a station in the London suburbs, because somebody thought throwing a a drinks machine on the tracks was funny, remember the frustration, anger and regret for having not taken the bike. Ditto for the car. Get caught in a 3 hour jam around Oxford on a Sunday and the bike in the rain is a dawdle in comparison.