Reader Story: Starting to Ride—at 68 Years Old!
It all began at the ripe age of 65 while vacationing in Pigeon Pass, Tennessee, during the spring when bikes were abounding everywhere. I decided that riding a motorcycle would be fun. I was so enraptured that I went to the Harley-Davidson dealer there and purchased a helmet. Upon arriving home in Florida, I signed up and took a riders safety course, which I failed by riding the bike off the course and going down. Undeterred
Reader Story: Starting to Ride—at 68 Years Old!










