One of those things that I wrote down long before I started a list is:
- Ride a motorcycle in the rain.
I've done that a few times, like the Rolling Stones said in a song once. After my first divorce many years ago the only vehicle I had was a motorcycle, and I rode it to work and to the grocery story and to anywhere I didn't want to walk for the better part of three years. I rode in the rain and the cold and the heat and even once in a hailstorm.
I've had more close calls on the bike when it's raining than at any other time, but when it's open road and the rain is coming down and you're out there in it, living it, it's...liberating. I once heard a man say "The honorable man loves the feel of rain upon his face." I don't know what it means, and my honor may not be in the best condition currently but I do know that there is something to this riding in the rain.
Not the skin on your arms being beaten red. Not the incessant noise the drops make on your helmet at 50 mph (or gawds forbid your skull.) Having a really good rain suit handy when you ride in the rain will make the pain part a little more bearable. No, what I'm getting at here is a sense of being a PART of things. When the thunder rolls you feel it in your chest. When the lightning flashes it's all around you, not filtered in through the window tinting and heard dimly over the roar of the A/C and the radio. It's a sense of being a tiny part of a very big whole.
You feel connected to life in a way that's getting harder and harder to come by these days. It makes you want to bare your teeth and howl at the sky. It makes you remember you're just another animal on the face of the earth. Granted, an animal with the good sense to come in out of the rain but only if you WANT to.
And with enough sense to invest in a good rain suit.