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Growing up, I don’t know that I had much interest in learning to ride. I’m not sure that I even considered the notion of actually learning. My uncles and grandfather rode. In my early 20’s, my dad ended up getting a motorcycle as well. I still hadn’t considered it.

I remember getting rides on the back of my dads bike. It felt good. The wind, the connection to your surroundings vs being in a metal bubble that takes away some of that feel of being in the moment.

Even on the back of my dad’s bike, I had a nagging fear of gravel and the tires slipping. The nagging fear … read more...