Oh, my. My friend Stephanie, who works at Redwood Harley in Eureka, CA (my favorite dealership on this here Harley planet), has done it again. She has, single-handed, caused the Lizzy-bean to fall into a state of Harley lust, yet again. It’s becoming a yearly occurrence. Thank you, Stephanie. You’re absolutely killing me. ; )
My last year’s object of bagger lust, and the feature of one of my past blog posts, eventually sold, of course. She couldn’t wait for me. But, now, I’m in lust with a deep purple Street Glide with kick-ass flames all over the faring, tank, and bags. Here’s a photo of the yummy perfection:
So, even though I don’t really celebrate Christmas in the conventional sense (as in the rampant commercialism, shopping, stress, and frenzy), Santa would make me really happy by putting that delicious new Street Glide under my tree.
Merry Christmas, my friends. Please have the best, safest, and happiest holiday season ever. And, if Santa brings you a new bike or some other Harley toys, please let us all know what you got! Every time a biker smiles, the world is that much better.