A sad departure.
After 8 years, 1 lakh 17 thousand kilometres and countless memories, my Thunderbird 500 has been sold! It's not the end though. My cousins are the ones who bought it off of me (when I told them we were selling it they couldn't resist) so I can still go to their house and ride it for a bit when I miss it a lot. Even then, the feeling of owning that bike is gone, there's a weird uneasiness I have, with the Thunderbird being the bike I learnt to ride on, did most of the repairs myself at home, took it to places where Himalayan owners wouldn't dare. I will definitely miss it. Attached is the last picture I took of it after coming back from a long ride at night. Farewell Thunderbird, you were good, maybe even the best I'll ever have.
After 8 years, 1 lakh 17 thousand kilometres and countless memories, my Thunderbird 500 has been sold! It's not the end though. My cousins are the ones who bought it off of me (when I told them we were selling it they couldn't resist) so I can still go to their house and ride it for a bit when I miss it a lot. Even then, the feeling of owning that bike is gone, there's a weird uneasiness I have, with the Thunderbird being the bike I learnt to ride on, did most of the repairs myself at home, took it to places where Himalayan owners wouldn't dare. I will definitely miss it. Attached is the last picture I took of it after coming back from a long ride at night. Farewell Thunderbird, you were good, maybe even the best I'll ever have.