An Unexpected Side Effect of Riding a Ural

While I was out poking around on the Ural Sunday morning, I realized that when people would see me coming down the road – they’d often smile. I picked up on it many times. People in cars, walking on the street, bicycle riders – smiling at me. Or, more accurately, smiling at the orange Ural.

show love graffiti and the Ural Patrol

I can’t say I’ve had many people just smile at me while I’m riding the Tiger down the road or while I was waiting to pull out of a side street.  There is just something about that bright orange contraption that really seems to resonate with people.

I can’t lie – it is pretty awesome to have strangers be happy when they look your way. Every smile made me feel like a million bucks.


Rachael is the whimsical writer behind the 20+ year old Girlie Motorcycle Blog. As a freelance blogger, she is on a mission to inspire laughter, self-examination, curiosity, and human connection. Girlie Motorcycle Blog can be found on several Best Motorcycle Blog lists.

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8 Responses

  1. Anthony says:

    And why wouldn’t they smile! That is such an awesome bike ridden by such an amazing human being!

  2. Random acts of love – I LOVE IT!!!!

  3. I smile every time I see a picture of it 🙂

  4. bobskoot says:


    I think they are smiling at YOU first, then they notice your Orange Ural . . .

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  5. Trobairitz says:

    So every time you get on the Ural, just tell hubby “I’m going out to spread some love”

    Heck I’m smiling now just seeing it over the interweb.

  6. Pam says:

    Sweet! Agreeing with all the comments!

  7. SonjaM says:

    They will be smiling at you first… but the orange is definitely something to put one in a good mood, especially now that colours are fading into grey and soon enough white.

  8. Adrian says:

    Everyone smiling when you pass by? Did the hubby not mention you have lipstick all over your teeth when you left the house?

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