i never understood the attraction of motorbikes, the old school ones are cool in a 50's diner looking way. however, the immediate association is an excess of mid life and menopausal flesh squeezed into leather (fringing is obligatory), tattoos of writhing mermaids, knock off oakleys and hulk hogan facial hair. i remember several vomit inducing drives up the 'tail of the dragon' in north carolina, watching aghast (with my head out the window sucking in fresh air) at the packs of harley boys vroom-vrooming their way up the seemingly neverending hairpin curves. death by 'motorcycle over cliff' holds no appeal to me whatsoever.
in the spirit of trying something new, i found myself bandana-ing up and donning a helmet so i could become the "bitch who fell off" or whatever the t-shirts in gatlinburg's finest biker stores have printed on them. natural consequences lesson #1: do not wear capris while attempting to mount a motorcycle as this exposes tender calf flesh to the hot metal exhaust pipe that apparently everyone else seems to know about.
while i am not ready to purchase boots, perm my hair into a frizz or wear studded leather accessories, it was an experience that can now be crossed off my list. good thing too as my mountain bike bruises were fading and now i have a nice, bubbly first degree burn the size of kansas that i can impress my friends with.
3 comments:
Sorry about that burn,,, I guess I thought 'hot pipes' is something that everyone gets taught as a child, I had no idea that I was dealing with one in you. Entertaining read,,, with over tones of negativity. "crossed off the list" sounds like you wont be doing that again,,, Just hope thats not the case,,, I had fun, and you look so cute wearing that big ol helmet. You can be my 'Hells Angel' anytime.
Life is about trying new things! I am glad I went even though my head felt like it weighed 100 pounds. BC was a good sport keeping that bench company! I told him I want a motorcycle now (he rolled his eyes) I say...YOU WILL TRY IT AGAIN...WITH CUTE HELMET...but let's rethink the capris....is that burned flesh I smell?
Some people are 'Born To Ride'.
You it seems, are 'Born to Burn' !!
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