Riding - One With Nature - Naturally!

The only motorcycle I ever owned was a brand new 1979 Honda CB750K - the tenth year anniversary edition of the 750 class. I lived on that bike - except when I was driving my cab. I was riding on the Kangamangus Highway in New Hampshire on an early summer day. I stopped at a brook just off the road on my left. I brought some lunch with me. I stripped naked. I had my lunch as my naked butt was sitting in the water's edge. Peacful, the only sounds were a few birds chirping while the babbling brook flowed over my naked body ever so gently. A warm breeze wrapped around me to keep my exposed body warm and comfortable. I got to thinking, no one was around. I did not meet any vehicles so far on the road; so I thought, why couldn't I enjoy the rest of my ride with the sun peaking through the forest on either side of me; me, at one with mother nature - naturally.? Yes, the way it is meant to be. After eating my lunch, I put my socks & sneakers back on, got on my bike, bare butt naked (except for my socks & sneakers), and rode for a good 5-10 miles as I recall. It was the most pleasant, enjoyable, relaxing ride I ever had; the road is very curvy as it winds through the forest. I was alone, just me riding my motorcycle, one with nature. Except for my socks & sneakers, I was free as the moment I was born - I loved it! This was the summer of 1979. I remember it to this very day! I now live in Las Vegas - summer all year round in comparison - wish I had a bike now!