The next day a big bikers cruise was planned, but I passed, as I was exhausted from menial tasks and schedules back home. But Nero, being the great beacon of positivity, not only invited me to join with my recently built Harley Evo, but didn’t even seem to perceive my doubts about making it. He just told me the morning meeting place locally and ended with, “See you there.” Don’t you just love it when a friend knows how to drag you out for some fun?
We met at the highway rest-stop / meeting place on a crisp, clear, but freezing Sunday morning, just two bikes, and headed to the heart of Tokyo. It’s quite a wild feeling, riding with these new biker friends of mine. Their passion for motorcycles is glaringly apparent, with almost every part of their bikes customized in such personal and varied ways. And their knowledge is equally impressive. I’ve ridden bikes my whole adult life, but only recently dove into the custom Harley world after putting in a year of sweat and tears at a famous local Harley builder.