Over the weekend, I was digging through a box of old photos, scanning them and creating digital copies.  I came across this photo from November of 1996; it was me hugging my firecracker red ZX-6R.

Fuzzygalore 1996 Kawasaki ZX-6R

I had so many great times on that bike. Long summer weekends riding and riding and riding… anywhere and everywhere. Those were the days.

“Youth is wasted on the young.” – George Bernard Shaw

How about you?

Do you miss any of your old rides? Do you think you miss the bike or the time in your life it represents?