|Skipper and Hina|
Bike: 2015 Honda NC700X
I learned to ride when I was 16. In 2015 I took my first long motorcycle trip and fell in love with this way of seeing the world; when the trip was over, I didn't want to come home. The following summer I borrowed my mentor's BMW F800GS for a ride from Massachusetts to Colorado. My heart stolen by the enormous adventure bike, I bought my shiny golden Bumblebee, a 2007 Triumph Tiger 1050.
Bee and I covered 10,000 miles in our first couple of months together. In July, I started mumbling about packing up the bike and wandering off into the wilderness. In September, Rogue and I went on her first long bike trip, and around the same time we hatched a plan to hit the road and not come back.
I've done a thousand miles in a day, but I prefer shorter rides with more opportunity to stop and see the sights. I've lived without a car since June of 2016, which has led to strapping a toaster oven, a giant bag of laundry, and other odd things to the back of my bike, and wearing a whole lot of clothing when it gets cold. I'm enthralled by the freedom of the open road and always looking forward to great adventures, interesting stories, and new friends. In April 2017, we washed up in Houston, and in May, I traded in Bee and bought Hina. I've got a home base in Texas now but I still travel as much as I can.
|Rogue and Zephyr|
Name: Rogue Firedancer (or Church)
Bike: 2007 Suzuki V-strom 650dl
Started riding in June of 2016, riding Skipper's Honda Shadow, Kestrel. Managed to get in a few rides before Kestrel died for good. Moved up from the 500cc engine to the 1200 of her Suzuki Madura, Hades. Took Hades to Texas on a two week trip with Skipper, falling in love with the freedom of bike travel. When she hatched her plan to leave Massachusetts for an undetermined period of time, I decided (one bad breakup and irreversible point of irritation at my job later) that she wasn't leaving without me. I wasn't about to lose my derby wife to the road. Oh the decisions that are made over Mexican food..... So I sold my car, bought my V-Strom and absolutely fell in love with her. I've never ridden a bike that I felt more comfortable on. I fully believe that she was made for me.
I know that I have a wanderer's soul, even if the idea of being without a home base terrifies me more than anything. I think that's half the point though. I've said that if I ever get sick of seeing the sun set over my handlebars, then it's time to stop.
There are many days that I miss my car and my Xbox (I play Halo like it's my job and miss it and my friends/clan terribly), and I know that I will for awhile. But there's so much world out there to see, and so many people to meet and visit.
I've been inspired by both Moana and Fury Road to take this leap of faith into the world. Following the horizon to wherever it leads. I am a Warboy. I will ride eternal, shiny and chrome. For Valhalla.
"See the light where the sky meets the sea
It calls me
And no one knows how far it goes
If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me
One day I'll know
How far I'll go"