Category Archives: motorcycle
Ride Without Hugs
The only thing missing from our first official HOG day ride since the pandemic was hugs. Some riders gave “air hugs” and fist bumps. Most riders stood apart and greeted each other with a nod, grateful to see friends in … Continue reading
Long Comeback
Tugging on my cold weather gear after a few months’ break was awkward. The last time Frank and I rode with the HOGs in the dog days of summer, we barely wore jackets. Then my husband’s autoimmune disease kicked into … Continue reading
Twas the Night Before NaNoWriMo
I have to admit I’m a little nervous about participating in NaNoWriMo this year. If that sounds like gibberish to you, it’s the National Novel Writing Month. It’s a website and a bunch of people who want to break … Continue reading
Before the Thunder
West Coast Thunder is a motorcycle event sponsored by Riverside Harley-Davidson held each Memorial Day to assist The Riverside National Cemetery. Around 6,000 motorcycles parade through Riverside, CA, past the National Cemetery, and end up at a venue for a … Continue reading
West Coast Thunder Weekend
In the teachers’ lounge, someone asked, “What are you doing over Memorial Day Weekend?” “Riding in a parade with 8000 other motorcycles,” I said. Each Memorial Day, West Coast Thunder sponsors a motorcycle ride that goes through Riverside, California, … Continue reading
San Simeon from a Cage
A black line of Harleys wrapped around the mountain, hidden in curves and revealed in straightaways. What was I doing, following in my Corolla, when I longed to feel the ocean wind bite while dancing the twisties? Most of … Continue reading
Riding Among the Ancients
Wrinkled trunks, witnesses of centuries, watch us ride through their domain. Sentinels perched on rocky battlements sigh, “Safe passage,” to the line of Harleys slithering up the narrow mountain road. Our HOG overnighter group pulls into the museum parking lot … Continue reading
What is Ladies of Harley?
What is Ladies of Harley? I didn’t know when Frank and I joined the HOGs three years ago. I thought it only referred to women who rode their own bikes. Since then I have learned it is much more. … Continue reading
How to Buy Your First Harley
This is another exercise from my Short Story class at UCLA. The assignment was to write a “how to” story in the second person POV. This is a work of fiction, and is not intended to be read as marital … Continue reading
Fender Fluff Files- Part One
You’ve all seen us on the highway in front of you, dressed in black leather, holding tight to our husband or boyfriend, pressed up against our backrests, long hair streaming out the back of our helmets. It might seem like … Continue reading