The Harley trip must have been maybe 1990.
It was really a "secret" destination trip to Fallingwater for my wife, and she was completely surprised, after going through Ohio, West Virginia, and then Pennsylvania.
At that time, we realized that York might be within range, but a telephone call told that they were down for that period.
It would be impossible to see those wonderful machines, and not up and buy one right away.
In this part of the woods, some short years ago, you had to enter a drawing where the winner got the privilege of buying a bike. They were not available, otherwise.
Things have got better now.
You are fortunate to have a motorcycle.
Dave, I've got to be careful and not get started.
You caught me off guard by saying Ayn Rand "Atlas Shrugged".
I'll have to check out that novel.