I used to know this guy

He was probably one of the best people I have ever met. He was like a brother to me, and not only could he fix a bike, he could ride one like it was part of him.

When I bought my Streetglide he had a sportster,  one day we were out doing some serving twisting roads and I had the plates of that glide dragging in every corner, on one particularly nasty bend I was over so far the plate mounts were sparking, I hit an undulation and the bike bottomed and rotated. The back wheel came off the ground, the bike pivoted on its frame and came back down, at which point I accelerated away from the corner. After coming out of that turn he pulled up next to me, leaned over ans said, " I just realized that any corner you can get through at speed, I can do All Out".

There was an instance where four of us were riding down some twisting roads up around Hampton, he was leading, we were all riding tight, on a sweeping corner the bikes were laying right over when there was a dip in the road, he bottomed the bike, took the hit and kept going, the rest of us had no choice but to do the same. I was off to his right so I missed the major road dip. When we got back home we found he had gone into the road so hard that the crash bar and peg on his bike were bent backwards about an inch and a half. 

He was the guy you always wanted around, he could fix what broke, lead a great ride, and if it were a serious moment he would make you laugh. He taught me new roads, took me on rides I still look back on with a smile. With him it wasn't just the destination you remembered, it was the entire trip.

I could spend all day just sitting in his shop watching him work on someones bike. 

I miss him every day.

Rick you are missed.