I bought my first bike in 2006 while my wife was away at Cincinnati Children's Hospital, tending to our son who was recovering from a bone marrow transplant (he is fine now, and I had spent a bunch of time up there myself). I didn't ask for permission, but rather forgiveness. It wasn't 100% unexpected, since she knew I had been looking at bikes every night I spent at the hospital (we used the same laptop and she saw what I had searched last) but it was certainly a surprise.
She was amazingly cool about it (though she made me double my life insurance policy) and said it was my way of dealing with the stress.
After I sold the bike in 2010, she was the one encouraging the purchase of an upgrade (I went from a V-Star 650 to a Road King Classic), and when I added the Tenere in 2014' she suggested I keep the Harley since we had the space and didn't need the money right away. I still sold since I knew it wouldn't get much love anymore, but needless to say - I am a pretty lucky guy as far as the wife is concerned.
But she won't ride with me until the kids are at college - too worried.
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