Where the Road Begins…

I’ve wanted to ride a motorcycle since the first time I saw a crew roll thru my small hometown of Kincardine. I remember hearing the rumble and jumped on my bicycle to go see what it was..and why it made my heart beat faster …

Motorcycles….one after another they rolled by…who were they …where are they going….. I want to go..

It was my first sight of freedom…I wanted it.

Life …went on…school..work..marriage..kids… … the itch had to Ride getting worse thru the years…

…the time was finally right…& I scratched it…

Sold all my horse’s and equine paraphernalia…

drove down to Robinson’s Harley and bought a Tuff lil  2003 Harley Davidson 1200 Sportster!  It was beautiful..I was in LOVE.

I started out slow and easy riding..around the yard..eventually creeping out down the road…each day riding further and longer..as the sweet lil steel steed and I bonded.

The wind was addicting…I couldnt get enough.. obsessed with the Freedom …

Riding and the lifestyle it breeds…was easy for me to slide into..it felt right..I felt like I found myself.

I rode alone..with friends, ..to work..to the store,  nice days, cold days, in the rain , for an hour.. for a couple days, Ontario, America..Pennsylvania, Arizona, Ohio, Michigan, Connecticut, South Dakota, Florida, Lousiana..Cozumel Mexico, bike events ~  Biker Bitch’z UNite,Big Balls Dice Run, Sturgis, ….

every ride leaving me with needing more.

So Many Roads~

 

I have’nt looked back …

leaning into every curve…

my eyes and heart focused on the road ahead…

Where will it take me next…

 

 

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