Motorcycle Riding and the Unfiltered Self

Motorcycling is deeply therapeutic for me. Even during the most superficial fun-time journeys when I’m doing nothing but absorbing my surroundings, there is healing in the simple enjoyment.

But there are other times when my rides will start off innocuously, you know, a little sunshine, some wind, a couple happy little clouds… and then whammo! My brain will set about mainlining something long forgotten. Or perhaps more accurately, ignored and buried for safekeeping.

It’s funny how that works. You can spend a lifetime cleverly crafting all sorts of walls and protections for yourself. But memory has a funny way of being patient. Spoonful by dirty spoonful it will dig a tunnel towards the light.

What is it about riding a motorcycle that helps you to channel your unfiltered self?


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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4 Responses

  1. Shybiker says:

    I experience the same thing. I believe it’s because the activity of riding loosens up our mental constraints, allowing deeper stuff to surface. That always amazes me and, like you, I find it very therapeutic.

  2. Bob B says:

    For me to enjoy riding, it requires my total concentration on the task at hand. I ride a large ADV bike, a scooter, Vintage and modern MX and Trials bikes and a sidecar rig. To me, each requires a different approach and technique to feel like I’m doing a competent job. The joy and therapy is in feeling I did it well.

  3. Chris says:

    Not sure but if you could bottle it you’d be rich. Something to thing about next time

  4. Ted Kettler says:

    As a musician, songwriter and prose writer, riding on the motorcycle opens up the creative cabinet. Within moments, song lyrics and chapters for books begin flowing into my head. Sadly, as soon as the motor stops, so does the memory of those words. I need a usb port and flash drive for my head.

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