Solitude

The last two weekends have allowed me to get on my bike and get in some solid open road miles, just me and my girl.

I cherish those rides

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When I bought my first bike I was fresh out of college having just graduated with my undergrad.  It was a gift to myself after obtaining my Big Girl job and a few paychecks.

Riding on my own was what I did.   I had a few folks to ride with those first months and I greatly appreciated the backup while I gained my riding wings.  A year into my riding career I met my bestest Biker B!tch Sara and embraced the new riding friends I gained.  But that group of riding friends lived in a neighboring town, so it was always me and my Sporty making our way to them.  And then finding our way back home at night.

It was those first few years when I learned to appreciate the solitude.

It’s also when I learned a lot about myself.

I love riding with my husband.  I love riding with my girlfriends.  I love riding with groups of people, small and large.  I wouldn’t trade those days and rides for anything, ever.

But, when given the chance to ride by myself…

 I go.

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The solitude of riding on your own opens up your senses.  It clears the mind of the all the uncertainties.  It brings a sense of empowerment and breathes life back into the body and mind.

Fear of riding alone?  Absolutely not.  You are talking to the girl who is known to intentionally wait until night fall to ride the 90 miles back to Omaha from Clarinda.

Riding alone forces a person to really understand their surroundings and be in tune with every last sound, light and movement that’s out there.

It’s intoxicating.

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I have a few rules for my solo days:

  1. Full tank of gas.
  2. Layers of gear in case of inclement weather.
  3. Cell phone charged.
  4. Decide a direction but never a destination.
  5. Take the road less traveled, even if it means it leads to a dead end.  That dead end?  It tells a story.

 

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This most recent Sunday sent me out West.  I rode out for about 50 miles before winding my way back home.   The air was brisk.  My full leathers warm.  I set out in sunshine and 55 degree weather.  I returned with an overcast sky and very cold wind.  The kind of wind that had me riding sideways at times.

It was a low 100 miles of everything I needed and wanted.

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I encourage people to get out there.  Explore the world on your own.   Find out who you are, not who you are with others.  Find out what the open road has to tell you.   You will find a piece of yourself out there that you never knew existed.    Think of it as personal development.

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I found a few quotes that seemed to describe the importance of solidarity and I combined them to fit what it was I was hoping to express, so I’ll leave you with this:

Many people suffer from the fear of finding oneself alone, and so they don’t find themselves at all. Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to the beauty of who we really are.

 

Cheers, friends. ❤

 

 

The Day Has Come!

It’s the day of the 10th Annual Biker B!tch ride.

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10 years is sometimes hard to believe.   I have loved every last second of these past years and can’t wait to add today’s journey to our book of memories.

I had a Facebook countdown throughout the week.

Let me recap:

Four Days

Four more days until the 10th Annual B!tch Ride. Ten years of planned rides with some of the coolest chicks you could ever know. Each year we’ve grown. Each year we’ve gotten a little sassier.

I am DARN lucky to have them a part of my two-wheeled life… and so much more!

Let the countdown begin…

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Three Days

The countdown continues… 2015 BB Run 

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Two Days

Friendships built over shenanigans; turning heads and causing a scene as we roll through every small town. It’s the only way.

Two days… 

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One Day

10 years. To me, this BB ride is more than just a ride. It’s part of me, who I am and my history. Sara and I started this 10 years ago… Just the two of us. We had built our friendship on two wheels. She was my saving grace in a time I was re-finding my path. Forming the “title” to our adventures was just something fun and silly. We had NO idea the impact it would make.

Years of friendships built. Years of memories made. We’ve gained a few, lost a few but the one thing that remains constant is the sisterhood and camaraderie. It’s hard to explain the depth of my love for this little group that I lovingly and respectfully call the Biker B!tches.

Cheers to many more years of memories, new friends, old friends and stories that we will tell for years.

One day.

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Day Of

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And now it is time we leave our mark in all the little Southwest Iowa towns today.

To my girls:

A Biker’s Prayer
As I climb astride me ride
I ask you, God, be at my side
Keep me alert throughout the day
Guide me safely along the way
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Potholes, roos and twisty bits
Oil, gravel and dimwits
Lord, protect me from each one
Until my ride this day is done
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While the engine accelerates
Let us ride as friends, as mates
But when I stop in bush or town
Let me remember to put my foot down
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Remind me that my life is fleeting
That one day we will be meeting
Let Grace and Truth with me abide
Until I take my final ride
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By Dave Woodward
bikerpastor.net

CHEERS!

And… watch out Southwest Iowa.  You have NO idea what is coming for you.

10th Annual Ride, here we come!!!!  

Biker B!tch Winter Sucks Party | 2015

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Oh these girls.

These girls…

The 2015 Winter Sucks Biker B!tch party sure didn’t disappoint.   From shots, to climbing fences and posing seductively with masks to an all night dancing affair… it’s never a dull moment when you hang out long enough with sassy biker chicks such as these.

We started the evening at Joe Banana’s for dinner, drinks and shots.  Who ordered the shots??!!  Aye, yeyey…

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Joe Banana’s filled us full of liqour and good laughs, that I can say!

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We have a baby biker in the making. ❤

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Annnnddddd creepy face courtesy of yours truly!

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One should never take themselves too seriously…

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Once fully primed we hoofed it to the bar just down the block.  It shall remain unnamed because it SUCKED.   They clearly didn’t want our business nor were they in any sort of hurry to serve us drinks.  One would think they’d be all over a group of women who just happen to be THE ONLY people in the bar.   Good luck keeping your doors open, peeps.   Good luck.

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Mooooving on!

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Can’t take these girls anywhere.

ANYWHERE I tell ya.

Oh, wait.  Yes you can.  This is what makes shit fun.   Letting loose and having fun with your girlfriends.   Ahh… winter doesn’t suck so bad.

At this point we hit up three bars.  It might have gotten a little fuzzy for me so I am not certain which bar is which, so I will just post the photos and you can guess.

Who knew you’d be playing a guessing game today on the ol’ H&H page, eh!?

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To end the night a group of us went to Chrome Lounge to dance into the wee hours of the morning… and apparently selfies with Liz were of utmost importance.

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And Heidi’s hair?   SMASHING, dauling.

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Regeana is thoroughly impressed.

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Cheers to a great Reunion!

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And now the 5 month wait until the 10th Anniversary of the Biker B!tch beginnings.

❤ ❤

Love my girls.

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10 Year Harley-versary

This fall marked 10 years since I bought my first Harley-Davidson.

10 Years

Harley-Davidson has been in my blood since I was little.   The loyalty to Harley bloomed early on, thanks to my dad.

Live To Ride

Ride To Live

Those words signed every letter written between my dad and I.   Harley-Davidson was the only connecting piece for a period of time.

In some ways, it still is.

Harley’s; the lifestyle, the dream, the freedom.  It goes much deeper for me.  It isn’t about being a woman and “hearing me roar”.   It isn’t about making a statement.

Harley-Davidson is me.

Harley-Davidson is us.

I made a promise to myself that I would buy my first Harley as soon as I graduated with my Bachelors degree.   And I held to that promise.

October, 2004, my first beautiful blue baby came into my world.

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And my world forever changed.

In that first year of riding, I met some INCREDIBLE people.  Several of these folks remain a very large part of my life to this day, one even a best friend.  My Best Biker B!tch. ❤

I learned a lot about myself that first Harley year.   That open road… I’m telling ya.

It does magical things.

 

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I also learned that I looked like a dude with short hair and a do-rag.  Buying my first Harley also meant it was time to grow back out the hair.   No dude, here.

I kept my Sporty until 2008, when I traded her in for a bigger, meaner, faster bike.  Why?  Because my Sporty was becoming uncomfortable.   And, because my boyfriend, now husband, had bought a new Chopper and I was immensely jealous of the newness and the attention his bike got.  I wanted a head turner too, darnit.

Enter Harley #2: The Rocker C.

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She was a beauty.   She was fun to ride in the city.  And she got a lot of head turns with her “floating” back fender.  People were intrigued.  This was a new venture for Harley-Davidson.  It was a risk.   They were following the Chopper trend and attempted to make one of their own.

Just look at the big back tire.   Be still my heart.

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I loved riding that thing.  It was fun riding around the city.  It hugged the corners on the back roads.  It had some get-up-and-go.   People asked me a lot of questions.

And then we went to Sturgis.

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And Clint proposed.

This has nothing to do with the Rocker C itself, but, I can’t start a post about my love of Harley-Davidson and not include this incredibly precious and important moment in my life.

Clint and I bonded over bikes.  Our friendship began thanks to the two-wheeled lifestyle.  He and I never would have established a relationship, or even met for that matter, if it hadn’t been for two-wheels.   Remember when I said my love of Harley goes so much deeper?

Well, it just keeps getting deeper.

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Let’s go back to that Rocker now.    After Sturgis?

I HATED it.

Dude.   That ride sucked.  That seat sucked.  That suspension could take a hike.

I was SO OVER IT.

Sorry, baby #2, but you’ve gots-ta-go!

Time to make room for my beautiful, sexy, old-school Baby #3.

My Softail Deluxe.

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My Precious.

My love.

My Shining Star.

My Most Prized Possession.

The reason for my heart beat

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Ok, ya.  Too far.

But, you get the idea.   I am in love with Baby #3.  She and I are going to have a long relationship.

 

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I mean, she married me off, after-all.

I love my two-wheeled babies.  I love the life it has given me.  I love the people I’ve met.  I love everything that is Harley-Davidson.

It isn’t the brand to me.

It IS me.

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Cheers!

Biker Feature: Pam S.

Harleys & Heels | Biker Bitch Feature | Pam S.

 

Meet: Pam

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1. How long have you been riding?

A total of 8 years.  I started riding when I was 16, but only for a couple years. I started riding again 6 years ago.

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2. What do you ride?

Yamaha V-Star Silverado 1100

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3. How many bikes have you owned and why did you choose your current model?

I’ve owned two bikes.  The first bike I learned to ride was my Mom’s.

I chose my current bike because it fits me well.

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4. Tell us the story behind why/when you decided to ride your own bike?

After raising my kids it was time to get back to riding. When I want to go for a ride I don’t have to wait or rely on anyone.

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6. Do you have a biker who is your inspiration?

My dad is my inspiration.

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He always gave me encouragement to try new things. When he knew I was going for a ride he would say;Watch out for the cars because they aren’t watching for you.

My dad was on the Omaha Fire Department for 33 years and has seen a lot of Motorcycle accidents. He knew first hand. When I went to College for the first time last year he was so proud of me. You see, I’ve been out of school for 37 years. It was hard to go back.  I graduated in May of 2014 with my Book Keeping Certificate.

I’m so glad he was still here to see it.

Dad passed in July and I know he is watching over me now.

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7. What are some of you favorite things about the biker lifestyle?

I love making new friends and meeting new people.

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I love that if a biker sees another bike broke down on the road they stop to see if they need help.

I ride because I love freedom, independence, and the movement of the ground beneath me.

 

8. Give us one of your favorite two-wheeled stories.

All of my 2 wheel stories are special. Can’t just choose one.

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9. What advice would you give other females who are thinking about riding their own?

Take a riders course. Don’t get a bike that is too big for you to handle.

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10. There are many “Biker Codes” out there. If you had a favorite what would it be?

I will not show disrespect to other bikers less experienced or knowledgeable than I am.

It’s all about Respect.

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11. Final words?

Live for today like there’s no tomorrow.

Do what you enjoy doing and don’t let anyone tell you you can’t.

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Cheers!

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#6: Tyree S.

#7: Marcy L.

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