who got me into motorcycles? i guess i get the blame.
i hung around my dad and brother while they rode. my dad always had a street bike or two. when we were little, my bro usually had a dirt bike. they tolerated me watching, but it was a rare day if i got to ride on the back.
years later, as an Air Force wife living overseas, motorcycles were a good way to get around the little island of Okinawa. Hence, my first bike, a 90cc Yamaha enduro.
after about a year, i bumped up to a 250.
returning to the states (early '90's), i put bikes out of my mind, succumbing to the belief that the roads/traffic here were just too dangerous.
Life moved on, I found myself living in Georgia with a great little 45 minute commute thru the countryside on two lane, black top roads. And gas prices were going up and up....the gears in my head got to cranking and soon enough I had taken the MSF course and bought an old beater to cruise those 2 lane roads on.
November 2011 I bought my Wee. A 2009 model, she had 14k easy cruising, highway only miles on her.
This different style bike really opened my eyes to the possibilities of riding. The bike was comfortable, what a new concept to me! Stable and easy to control...not to mention easy power no matter where you were, gear-wise.
Two years later, she is pushing 40k and has never run better, THANKS to very generous friends found here through TWT.
I suppose Dad gets the credit after all. If he didn't ride, I don't think I would have wanted to.
And though he didn't encourage me back then, I know he would be proud to see me ride today.
And, boy, would he get a kick out of today's motorcycles.
Thanks for reading!