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…
In my mind it was just yesterday that my husband Kenny and I were wheeling the little KLX110 in to the living room to surprise Chloe for her birthday. She was home from school, sick with a fever and feeling miserable. What a terrible way for a kid to spend their special day.
But, as sick as she was – she managed to muster some excitement 🙂
Watching Chloe learn to ride gave me so much joy. I’ve said it before but, watching your child triumph is one of the greatest gifts EVER.
Our little girl – well, she isn’t so little anymore. When I stand next to her now, she looks me in the eye without even looking up. I’m pretty sure that she went to bed one night and just… grew up.
Chloe recently said goodbye to her little KLX. It went on to a new home to start the riding life of another young lady. I hope it’s new owner loves it as much as we did. Happy trails, little one.
Now we start the bike shopping process all over again. This time though, Chloe will have an active role instead of being surprised. I’m pretty excited about that.
I often wonder what it’ll be like for her someday when she thinks back to the time when she first learned to ride a dirtbike as a kid. Will she be a lifelong motorcyclist? Will she always carry that torch in her heart? Only time will tell.
In the meantime, we sure are having a lot of fun riding together as a family. I couldn’t be any more proud of her – on or off the bike.
One of the things that I’ve always said interest me about off-road riding is that you have the opportunity to see things that you might not when you’re on your streetbike. Getting to see animals that aren’t squished is always a treat.
On our last ride, Chloe and I saw deer and a red fox. For a kid who loves animals that was a major score. But, my favorite animal of the day was Rockstar Horse. He was hanging out doing horse-things with his friends in a corral at the edge of the property.
We parked our bikes up on a hill and walked down to take a look. I’ve heard it said that horses get kind of creeped out when they can’t see your eyes, so Chloe and I took our helmets off as we approached them.
Check out that sweet Andy Warhol hairdo!
Look at ‘im. He’s all hipster-pony and “Whatevs, I was totally into Band of Horses before they got big.” I just love this guy.
Do horses get winter coats or are some just naturally more shaggy than others?