Clear sky, temperature in the mid-70’s. Take the chain and lock off the front wheel, slap on the tank bag with my lunch and iPad. Then helmet, sunglasses, and gloves. Kickstand. Turn the key, check the “neutral” light – and push start. Sit a moment to unite with the machine. Grab the clutch, that definitive “thunk” when it drops into first gear. The nuance of left hand clutch and right hand throttle. The anticipation of flight.