What a photo can do. I found the "happiness" of be a biker belatedly in my life. Like the beard, always I had prejudices about it. Growing is a way where first you full of many things and then you should get it out. Filled to empty. 

I live a full life, not because I ride on my bike, if not because I empty. I put off of me all prejudices, all sadness, all bad memories, toxic people... and this way I can open space for the new. 

And with the years, being older, wiser, more experienced, the new things, the new persons, should be specials. Now I only accept in my life those things that make me happy and better person. 

This Board, and some friends here, for example. The words that we share, the dialogues, the talks, the discussions, the themes, are these kinds of things that I look now in my life. 

I have a bike, like now I have a beard. But the important is not what I have if not what I was let behind for have it. 

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BaardBek, I wait for you soon in this side of the Board. Keep growing.

JNC, the problem with the curlys in my head is that now I have an incipient bald in the crown. And I'm not like how it look. 

Tom E., at my wife don't like the long beards and long mustaches, but now is agree that the beard make me look more handsome. I guess that she begin love the beards. Short beards. Then... we will see what happens with my long beard. 

Baldbandit: we have a lot of things in common. I hope that you be with us in this board for a long time. 

Gato: thanks for your comments. You are a great guy with a great beard. And you look so cool. 

And dear Tom: I really just hope will meet you in person. I am planning a trip to Los Ángeles this year. Maybe will be the opportunity for go to visiting you in Texas. A big hug.