I know nothing about motorcycles except that whenever I’ve ever sat behind the handlebars, I’ve always tried to drive the thing as fast as physics would allow. This fact is why my parents never allowed me to own a bike and now that I’m old, I can see their point. I would never have made it this far, thats for sure.
I have a friend, Bobby, who is a motorcycle enthusiast, who has taken his bike all over North America in his quest to photograph scenes from Florida to Alaska. I think that he has some fine shots of Mount Rushmore, Banff, golf courses in San Diego to military ships in Halifax. Bobby is a gentle giant who’d never hurt a soul but as kids, we used to get mouthy around local hoodlums and Bobby would always come to our rescue.. But he was never happy with us and would show his displeasure after we would escape these situations.
I’ve stayed in touch with him all my life and decided to drop into the small garage behind his house yesterday.. He did a bit of a motorcycle tune-up while I sat and smoked a Cohiba Genios in the corner of his shop. The weather was gray and not extremely warm so the shelter and good conversation was what I needed. It had been a while since I lit a Genios and as usual, I was sad that I had abandoned this beautiful cigar for as long as I had. This happens to me from time to time, and I always make the promise that I’ll pay more attention to the maduro line from Cohiba.
The 5 1/2 inch long, 52 ring gauge cigar is packed full of dark chocolate and strong coffee which is perfect for a cool day in a garage. There’s something comforting about a good friend telling stories about his travels while smoking a cigar of that stature. I feel that I can be myself and pick up where I left off whenever I run into my old high school buddy.. I mean, I could try to big time him with exploits of supposed greatness but he’d quickly put me in my place so, what’s the point!
The cigar lasted about 1 1/2 hours until I finally had to set it down and when I did, I noticed that we had covered all that we needed to talk about so I hit the road.. I think I’ll go see him more often and smoke more cigars with the Cohiba Maduro wrapper.