Why?

When Fred began relating his dream of riding his Harley literally into the sunset, my first thought was that it was a really cool idea. My second was that he would become hopelessly lost someplace around Flint, Michigan AND beings as how I come from a family that generated Mountain Men (really) I figured I had better be with him because I knew I could at least find the U.P. of Michigan. Past that we will be in the hands of St's. Garmin & Google.
After agreeing to go with him, it suddenly occurred to me that my trusty Suzuki 250 cc Marauder was probably not going to make the whole trip, so now I had to embark on a genuinely dangerous assignment - how to get my wife, Darlene (who does NOT share my love for motorcycles) to agree that what I needed was a bigger bike. That turned out to be much easier than I thought it would, she simply said "sell your Corvette & you can buy a new motorcycle." It took a while but I am now the proud owner of an '06 Suzuki Boulevard. Beautiful bike, metallic pearl with phantom flames. If it had a rack for my Bagpipes, it would be perfect.
Well I have my bike, a sleeping bag, a tent and $1.48, let's go!