The summer of 1997, after 15 years of being a motorcycle passenger, I took an
MSF class and got
my motorcycle license. My husband fixed up his first new bike, a 1980 Honda
CB650 for me to ride, and we rode out to Sturgis, South Dakota for the Black Hills
Classic. We took four days to get there from the flatlands of Illinois, all but six miles on two-lane
highways, and two and a half days to get back (a lot of interstate). We
camped with a bunch of netscum from the
Harley Digest and
Virtual Bar & Grill and had a terrific time.
How things can change... In 1999 I just didn't feel right at MITM and a shortly after, it was confirmed. I had a baby growing inside me! He was born in February 2000, and attended his first biker event, MITM 2000 at the grand old age of 4 months! The next year, we all went to the final incarnation of that event, MITM 2001. Just as it led to a radical change in career, motherhood also led to changes in lifestyle, not the least of which was a huge diminution in riding time... to the point that I retook the MSF course. But now that he's old enough for longer sleepovers at Grandma and Grandpa's, Mark and I intend to do some touring again this next riding season.
My road calls me, lures me
To add more miles to the tally
from John Masefield, "Roadways"