Girls Aren’t Supposed to Ride Motorcycles

I wish I could say I’ve rode daily since I was 10 years old but it was a sneaky little secret hidden from my step dad. “Girls aren’t supposed to ride motorcycles” were his words to me and all it took was watching my little brother ride that 50cc bike and I was addicted. I knew I wanted to ride that bike more than anything. The braking part, I learned after the second ride. That was an interesting first ride.

I don’t look at life from a “girls perspective”, that’s too simple. I look at it from a fun perspective. I was raised by an ex-marine drill instructor, who cursed like a sailor and raced cars. I was a mechanics helper by the age of 10. I knew about cars more than I knew about school.

Nobody told me there were two wheeled machines and when I saw the first one, my world stopped and I knew that I wanted one. Hearing “girls don’t ride” was all the more reason to get on two wheels and ride into the sunset. Just kidding, I was 10 years old. I might cruise down the road or in my case, grandma’s back yard in the country.

Humble and secretive beginnings of a two wheeled addiction started at a young age and lasts until today. I swore to myself that I’d ride every 2 wheeled bike I could and I have. By now, I’ve owned and rode more than 15 bikes in my lifetime. I watched my stepdad buy and toss out cars often, so I thought that was the norm. I never knew someone bought a motorcycle and actually kept it for life.

Rebuilding and maintenance was temporary until the next car then or building cycle took over and I realized, maybe why not buy new and not worry about working on cars daily? I mean, it would save time, money, etc. Hence, “15 bikes” later. I’m on one of my last bikes I’ll ever own because this one is my life bike. My next bike will be another life bike but also the newest I’ve ever owned. I’m excited for the bike but never the new loan.

47 pushing 48 years, 37 to 38 of riding experiences including cross country rides, moto camping, rallies, poker runs and group rides, I’m ready for more. There’s no age limit to riding and if you say there is, I still won’t listen. You can stop at whatever age you set your

mind to stop and I’ll keep mine unlimited. I’ll ride until my hair is gray because this will forever be my truest happiness and first love.