Yesterday I had to take my beloved motorcycle to the shop for a repair of the speedometer et al. Fairly important since, having no fuel gauge, I need the odometer to estimate when to fuel up. So I pull into the parking lot, get off, reach into the saddlebag, pull out my collapsible cane and seek some shade. One young mechanic was sitting there as we waited for the shop to open. He looked at the cane and asked if I had been injured. I said that I had SLE, expecting a blank look but instead heard all about his Mother's Lupus and his ex-girlfriend's auto-immune disease.
When I picked up the bike we laughed about my being the only biker in Calgary who uses a cane.
Ride/walk/roll safely.
Douglas+
When I picked up the bike we laughed about my being the only biker in Calgary who uses a cane.
Ride/walk/roll safely.
Douglas+