Not going to swear to it as of yet. but.

[The Valkyrie]

My husband used to have a Sportster. He later got some big ass custom bike but when he had the Sportster the reason for it was to go fast. It certainly wasn't a bike built for long rides to enjoy the scenery. The sissy bar (if you could call it that) was about four inches high. I told him I was a much bigger sissy than that. I think I rode a total of two miles with him for various reasons. One being his need for speed. I had no desire to become a grease spot on the pavement. Both bikes were so damn loud they would rattle your fillings loose.

I'll take a road trip in a car, drive 24 hours straight and enjoy it. Bugs in my teeth, tangled hair, and roaring exhaust pipes have never appealed to me.

I regularly used to ride my bike between Melbourne and Sydney when I was going to uni. So often, in fact, that I became quite well known at the petrol station/stop off that I used as a pitstop for my journeys.

But, honestly, one if the great joys I have is jumping in my car and taking it on the open road. Last major road trip was to Darwin and back.