Isn’t it kind of amazing that you can get to know someone through their blog?
Whatever the writer chooses to put in their posts is merely a sliver of their life. Even when they are honest and direct, what they’ve opted to share is edited. Yet as a viewer you begin to develop an idea of their character reading the lines and what you decide is in between them. Maybe it is through the topics they write about, their insight, maybe even the vision of their photos. Who knows? But you start to build a character out of them and something inside of you makes the decision that “yes, yes, I think I would like to meet this person in real life.”
In real life.
What a funny turn of phrase for this day and age. With the pervasiveness of social media and information sharing ~ the lines of real life and what happens inside of your telephone have become rather blurry.
Kathy from ToadMama.com and I have been reading each others blogs for years now. During that time we’ve floated around the idea of meeting up but timing has never quite worked out.
Kathy is my kinda girl. She loves to ride her motorcycle, likes silly roadside stuff, says words like douchebag and is one of those independent broads who sometimes likes to do stuff with other people. In other words – she’s normal!
When Kenny and I were sure we would be heading down to Romney, West Virginia for a long weekend I sent Kathy a message in hopes that we’d finally be able to hook up and ride together. The stars aligned and the universe made it so. On a sunny Saturday morning, Kenny and I met up with Kathy – who had planned an awesome local loop for us to ride.
Knowing that I am a lover of the interesting roadside “stuff” our first stop of the day was a low water Old Town Bridge. It connects West Virginia with Maryland and is one of the few privately owned toll brides in the US.
The route that Kathy strung together for us took us over hill and dale across wiggling snakes of asphalt. She picked some of her favorite local roads to give us a good flavor of the area. Some of which were small and marked in a way that my eyes aren’t accustomed to. On one turn I actually said to myself “is this someone’s driveway?” When you get route suggestions from a local – you’d best listen up.
Our lunch stop was at the Star Mercantile in Wardensville, West Virginia.
Interestingly enough Kenny and I both recognized it right away as we’d used route 259 several times when heading home from the south. Lucky us, now we had the opportunity to stop inside and eat. It’s the kind of place that makes you a burger like your mom would. Outtasight!
I had such a great time following Kathy on her GS. She is a confident, zippy rider and a great navigator. The fact that she likes to stop and check out interesting things along the way really makes her my kind of riding companion. There were several times throughout the day I felt a little sad that we don’t live closer together because I’d probably be bugging her to go for rides all the time.
Thank you, Kathy. Thanks for taking the time to come out and meet with us, to plan and lead a route and for being a beautiful person. I’m so glad to have met you <3