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Knobby Motorcycle Tire Ring

Last summer my husband Kenny lost his wedding ring during a dirt ride. He’s never made much of an effort to replace it – which is fine by me – since he isn’t a fan of jewelry. But just last night while flipping through the Aerostich catalog, I spotted these:

That knobby tire ring is kinda cute. Given the circumstances of the loss of his original ring it might make a suitable replacement if he ever decides to get another ring.

I know several people who opt to not wear any rings because of the nature of their jobs. Kenny and I have both lost rings riding. I lost mine while taking my motorcycle gloves off. How about you, do you wear any jewelry while riding?

Throwback Thursday: Feeling Free in the Redwoods

Maybe it is a symptom of living in suburbia less than an hour from the megatropolis of New York City – but I find that it takes a while for me to adjust to really letting the magnitude of nature and even of people to find it’s way in.

Now that isn’t to say that I don’t look at things in the natural world and find them beautiful, I absolutely do. It’s more like – there is a shell surrounds my life that needs to get chipped away to get back to being “normal” when I leave this place. There is an unnatural hustle that needs to seep out of my pores so that I can relax. The pace of this area is fast and infectious.

On Thursday mornings I sip my coffee, my dog snores away on the couch next to me and I scroll through iPhoto looking at older pictures for a Throwback Thursday post. I don’t generally have a “plan” I just scroll through the galleries and settle in on whatever photo speaks to me at the time.

This photo of Kenny looking up at the redwoods was taken during our last trip to California in September 2011. When I looked at it this morning, I could absolutely remember the feeling that I had settled in to my happy place. That for the week prior I was free from the tightening vice of scheduling and “have to’s.”

Being away and wandering is when I feel free. Do you know what I mean?

Shadowriding with My Favorite Girl

Before she was a fully realized thought in my belly, my daughter has been riding along with me.

It has been some time since she’s been perched on the pillion seat of my Tiger, usually opting instead to take the Queen’s seat in the sidecar of the Ural. As we prepped ourselves to head out for an evening en plein air I asked her if she wanted to take the Tiger or the Ural. To my surprise she opted for the Triumph.

There are moments in parenthood where you recognize the growth of your child seemingly all at once. My now teenage daughter has grown up overnight. We stand eye to eye, her long curly hair, dyed blue, flags in the wind. I have come to realize that she is just like me. The me that I was as a teenage girl, only better.

While we cut down the road, I caught glimpses of our shadow riding along side of us. Her pony tail waving in the wind behind her is burned into my mind. Deep imaginings of us touring together have started to take root. It’s just about that time…

when she was little…

Finally Ordered Myself a Spot Tracker

Well, I finally broke down and ordered a Spot Gen 3 Tracker. I hope that I never, ever need it and it becomes a $150 insurance policy.

I’d been waffling on the whole topic - feeling like I never go anywhere remote enough to warrant having one. But as history shows, I could fling myself down in to a ravine or get into trouble a few hundred miles from home just as easily as some highfalutin globe trotter.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that just in the last 6 months I have been quite a few places that had no cell service. So,… what the hell? At the very least my mom can watch my progress on a road trip. (No matter how old you are you’re always Mama’s baby.)

They are offering a $50 rebate on the Spot Gen 3 right now if you’re on the fence. Perhaps that will sway you a bit.

Have you or anyone you know benefitted directly from using a Spot?

 

Throwback Thursday: Ride the Lightning

This morning I was thinking about all of the wonderful people and unexpected friendships that I’ve made because of the internet. My upcoming trip overseas will be with Ed and Pimmie, people that I met on the internet. Hell, I met my husband Kenny on a group ride with people from a forum.

For kids who have been exposed to it for their whole lives, this may seem “normal,” but at 40 years old, I have been able to witness the progression of not having any internet, to some static-laden whirs and buzzes and you’ve got mail, to having the world at your fingertips in your pocket at all times.

What does this have to do with anything? Well,…

For today’s Throwback Thursday, I’ve got a GoPro snapshot taken in California when Kenny and I were riding to meet up with Ed at the big shoe in Bakersfield. Out there in the dry hills there was nowhere to hide from the lightning. I remember feeling scared, not knowing if we should keep moving forward or turn around.

Opening up to meet people who you get to know online has been positive overall for me. I’ve gone to places and had experiences I probably wouldn’t have otherwise. Sometimes you’ve just got to take a chance and ride the lightning.