When I bought my first Harley back in 2014, it was to dip my toes back in the water of riding. I rode a lot when I was younger but did the responsible thing as Frank and I started our journey together — we were having our kiddos and buying our first house — not a lot of spare change in those days to fuel the habit I had.
When I bought Betty, I knew it would not be a forever relationship. She did what I asked her to do. She gave me my confidence to ride back. She was a good ol’ girl. I feel especially lucky to have sold her to a good home…Mary Lee is her new owner and is new to cycling. Betty will serve her well, and I gained a new friend out of it. Mary Lee is down to earth, with a lot of fire in her — sound familiar? It’s been fun to watch her as she learns to ride.
As for me, I always had my eyes set on a bigger bike. One I could tour around long distances with. I’ve always been partial to the Harley softail line, first thinking I wanted a Fat Boy, which is a great bike…but it doesn’t come dressed. So that got me looking at the Heritage Classic. Similar to the FB, but dressed with bags and a windshield. Then there was the day I saw a Heritage in teal and white — I was sold. I made that my screen saver at work and tucked the thought away for a future purchase.
About a year or so ago, my friend Jocelyn, who I met through my Harley group of friends, made a purchase of a bike — happened to be the Heritage Softail Classic – in blue and white. As excited for her as I was, my heart hurt a little. Just a tiny bit of jealously seeped in!
Fast forward to a few months ago when I got a call from Joc. She and Neal were putting their riding days behind them. They were on to other adventures. Would I be interested in buying Elsa.
Why, yes I would! I literally got off the phone and just sat for a while. I couldn’t move. I was stunned, and excited, and just so so happy.
We put Elsa on a transport truck a few weeks ago and she arrived in one beautiful, unscathed piece yesterday — she glistened in the sun as they took her lovely, pearlized body off the truck. She’s such a beaut.
After her inspection and signing her free, I hopped on. She started right up and oh how she purred. Riding her home felt like I was hanging out with an old friend. She fit like a glove. She takes turns like a champ and runs smooth as silk. I could not be happier. I could not be more blessed. Welcome home, Elsa…welcome home.