Or, How I Got From There to Here
Recently I have felt like sharing a little bit about who I am, so over the next few weeks I am going to write a few posts about just that.
I’m going to pull back the curtain a little.
I hope that you find it an interesting and enjoyable read.
I am a middle-aged rider who learned in 2011 that my childhood yearnings for all things motorcycle had not abated one bit.
I began on a Yamaha GT80 in 1979, and loved every second of my time spent on that bike.
Life happened for the next 32 years, and I rode only sporadically.
In 2011 I got my motorcycle license, and then bought my first street bike – a 2001 Honda 750 ACE
I immersed myself completely in the cruiser-lifestyle, joined a local riding club and began to revisit my childhood passion for motorcycles.
Over the next 3 seasons I saw 75,000 kilometers roll beneath my tires – 16,000 of those on my very first ‘epic motorcycle adventure’ out to the Canadian Rockies and back.
I began moto-camping off of my cruiser, and in effect began ‘adventure riding’ on that trusty flat-black steed, covering over 1000 kilometers of gravel roads, cheeks clenched and knuckles white, because I ‘needed’ to see where that road led, or I ‘had’ to get to that camp site.
You know what I mean.
Then, in May of 2014 on a bright, warm Sunday afternoon not even 2 weeks into the riding season, everything changed.
An inattentive cage driver made a left hand turn directly in front of me on a local 2-lane highway.
I smashed into the front-end of her car at 70 kilometers per hour, catapulted over her hood, and landed on my back on the asphalt.
My beloved Shadow was a write-off.
And both of my ankles were broken.
I spent the next 90 days in a hospital bed, both legs in casts, with a lot of time on my hands for things like reading.
I must have read every issue of every motorcycle magazine that was published from April until September, and in doing so, I came to the world of Adventure Motorcycles.
It seemed that every magazine that I picked up had a review, or at least a blurb, about the all-new, redesigned-from-the-tires-up 2014 Suzuki DL1000 V Strom
The rest, as they say, is history.
I bought my new bike sight-unseen on August 25, 2014.
I had never taken one for a test ride. Never sat on her saddle in a showroom. Never even seen one in person.
I did ask several of my riding buddies to take advantage of Suzuki demo-ride days and test drive the bike for me.
I based my decision to purchase on their feedback, as well as all of the good reviews that I had read in print.
I got my first cast off in mid-July, 2014.
I got my second cast off on August 29, 2014.
I rode Big Ethel home on September 2, 2014.
45,000 kilometers later, we are coming up on our 3rd full season together. And I couldn’t be happier.
Next week, I am going to write a little about those 32 years, when life happened. . .
I hope you’ll stick around for the ride,