Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Fat Grrl Rides Motorcycle, Lives to Tell Tale
Ok, now it wasn't that bad at all. My first (and only) motorcycle lesson took place a couple of years ago. It went really well considering that the motorcycle was in pretty poor repair and was truly too large for my 5'2". But I managed. And I learned.
I learned that there is a certain sort of freedom when riding a motorcycle and a kinship with other riders, strangers though they may be.
The riding community, and the support out there is strong. They don't care about your size, your color, your religion. They just want to ride.
And I want to ride with them.
I'm saving up for my motorcycle safety course. Then look out.
Roaring into a town near you.