Enjoy this description of motorcycle riding and riders by Dave Karlotski from his very cool, “Season of the Bike.” If you’re a rider, you’ll understand.
On a motorcycle I know I'm alive. When I ride, even the familiar seems strange and glorious. The air has weight and substance as I push through it and its touch is as intimate as water to a swimmer. I feel the cool wells of air that pool under trees and the warm spokes of sunlight that fall through them. I can see everything in a sweeping 360 degrees, up, down and around, wider than PanaVision and higher than IMAX and unrestricted by ceiling or dashboard.
https://savvytraveler.publicradio.org/show/features/2000/20000825/postcard.shtml
