This is my 15th season.... My dad stopped riding when I was born, but when I turned 12 he bought a black Yamaha Virago and from then on I watched him on that bike and wanted to ride with him one day. The passion he had for riding is something that I have always identified with, and it was never a question of if I would ride, only when.
Riding quite literally helps me to breathe. As soon as I get out of city traffic, I can feel my head clear and my lungs fill with the wind. It's freedom and joy and adrenaline. When I became a single Mum, my riding buddies became my family. They held me up, protected me, and became shining examples of humanity to my daughters. The guys I've ridden with for years are incredible people and role models for my girls. I don't know what I would have done without the support of my riding community.
I have a fairly small group of guys that I've ridden with for a long time now. I love that they push me to elevate my skill level, and that they are predictable in their unpredictability. The adrenaline is sometimes high, but the trust I have in them is absolute, so I'm never distracted or concerned and can just enjoy the ride.
I have a 2007 Suzuki GSX-R 750. I bought her new the season before my first daughter was born, so it's been a sometimes frustrating love affair for 11 years. She (still has no name) fits me perfectly and I've never really entertained the idea of another - even while dealing with the electrical gremlins. I have ridden a bit of dirt but not for years. Being a Mum, I don't have a lot of time to travel too far. I ride a lot of Sea to Sky, the Loop, the occasional Osoyoos trip or Mount Baker run....
I honestly don't have one most memorable riding experience but good corners with zero traffic are definitely my favourite. (And I was pretty proud this summer when I pulled my bike apart by myself and fixed her - after 11 years together it was quite the experience to get my hands dirty and take everything apart).
When my girls are a bit older I'm hoping I'll be able to get some longer riding trips set up. I'd love to ride down to Laguna Seca. My dad and I always planned to ride down together, but unfortunately he has Alzheimer's and can no longer ride. He did a bunch of riding in the States while I was growing up and I'd like to re-trace some of his routes. My older daughter (11) is showing a talent and passion for riding - so hopefully we will be getting her on the track at some point in the near future.
I've always been curious if fellow riders feel the same - did you always have this passion and need to ride? There has never been a time that I didn't just know that I would ride a motorcycle. It has always been part of me.
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