From a Woman Motorcyclist’s Viewpoint – Learning To Ride

The open road. Sun in your face, wind in your hair, and a constant reflection of your face staring back at you. After many years of looking at my reflection in the back of my husband's helmet, a little voice in my head started wondering if perhaps I wanted to be in the driver's seat.

Don't get me wrong, it's a nice helmet (I helped to pick it out), but a change of view would be nice. And while I like touring as a passenger, there were times I wanted to do a bit of exploring on my own.

As time went on, the voice got louder, and the urge to try something new became stronger each time we went riding. And then there were the little urges from my husband, who is always confident in me, and ever the listening ear as I worried my way through the decision. Finally, I decided it was time. I decided to do the one thing that I never thought I would try: I was going to learn how to ride a motorcycle.

Now, I wasn't about to do this by myself. I wasn't that brave! I convinced my very good friend to take the Motorcycle Safety Foundation's Beginner Rider Course with me. Did I say convince? I meant bribed.