Lately I haven’t been doing much pleasure riding. Like other people with full time jobs, with children and families there are seemingly weeks and weeks that go by where the majority of your time is not your own. After all of the I’s are dotted and the T’s are crossed what you’re left with are a few ticks on the clock in the dark hours of the day.

Enter the case for motorcycle commuting.

Yes, some people commute on their motorcycle for fuel savings. Some people commute for ease of parking, for being able to filter through traffic, to take up less space than a car. Sometimes though… sometimes you just have to commute to escape.

Every time I look out of the office window and see my motorcycle parked amongst seas of cars, I enjoy a little twinge of pleasure. A secret smile comes across my face as I think just a few more hours and I get to ride home. And if I can squeeze in the time, maybe I’ll take the long way.

These busy times are when something is better than nothing.