What is it that attracts one to riding solo? Is it the independence? The challenge of relying on ones self? Perhaps it is the solitary peace of mind it provides. What about the personal power of being in complete control of ones' self?
Or, just maybe it is something that cannot be expressed in words. A language of jumbled objectivity and subjectivity and philosophy and spiritualism. Something shared but individual.
Maybe it the opportunity to be isolated in an increasingly intrusive society. The leather or armor or helmet or speed protects the rider from the world, or maybe its the opposite.
Or maybe, just maybe, those that enjoy solo riding are simply solo individuals. More comfortable by themselves, the lonesome road beckons. Only necessary human contact need be waves between other motorcyclists.
Regardless of the reason, that is where I picture myself. A single motorcyclist, comfortable in the solitude, riding singularly down an old, lonesome stretch of Midwestern asphalt.
Commercial XC: Solo or Dual?
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