So... We bought a motorcycle.
I'm somewhere between panic and pride. Riding a motorcycle is so fun you guys... But I know that we've now accepted an uncomfortable level of danger into our lives. We have mitigated or risks, to be sure, but the baseline remains. And truly, the same can be said of the mountains I climb every weekend and the rivers we ride in the spring. What can we do except accept the risk in exchange for joy? Maybe I'm being naïve, but we are not reckless people. We have calculated our level of crazy, and found it acceptable.
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