My dad first put me on the back of his bike when I was 5. Loved 'em ever since. They were always Hondas, and I've stuck with that.
My current ride is a 2004 Honda Shadow Aero 750. It was love at first sight when I saw her all shiny and black on the showroom floor. Then I sat on it. My feet touched the floor, and the next thing I knew I was riding her home. 66k miles later, she looks like a hot mess and I'm still grinning and covered in bugs. She's my primary transportation and I ride all year and in most weather. Monsoons, cloudbursts and hail are just part of the adventure. I draw the line at snow.
We've been plenty of places together. Summer of '04, I decided I needed to see an exhibit of Sumerian artifacts in Philadelphia. That trip from Norfolk took me over some really neat bridges on US 301. I've torn up huge chunks of US 17 both north and south of Norfolk. Discovered the best darned root-beer float in Surrey, VA (where I saw that 9 Ducatis fit in two parking spaces at the Surrey House). The next summer, I took a week vacation to ride to Indiana and back for no better reason than it involved mountain roads and plenty of hills. US 60 through Virginia and West Virginia remains my favorite highway to date. In 2006 I moved to Georgia and discovered the beautiful Low Country between Savannah and Beaufort, SC, and enjoyed more of US 17 all the way down to the Florida border. 2008 brought me to Arizona and the challenges of desert riding. I rode to Las Vegas via the Hoover Dam. That was one heck of a trip, and Arizona is gorgeous when you skip the interstates.
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