Freedom, It’s the Only Word.

Raw from the Road, May 24, 2016

Freedom… It’s the Only word.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
 Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost


Photo: Rich Cox

When I was 12 years old I hopped on an older schoolmate’s Honda 150 after school and ripped through the small woods in my suburban neighborhood in Long Island, NY.

To my surprise, I rode that bike better than him.

I did this several times until the cops came and made us all go home.

It was then that I had my first thrill of motorcycle riding and today, though I do not own a motorcycle, I still savor the rush of being on the back of a motorcycle.

As oceans and mountains fly by I am that 12 year old girl again…wild, free and living in the moment.

It is with this passion for adventure that I have been creating a design marrying photography, motorcycles and my lust for “the ride.”

I will be launching this new design and body of work very soon, but I wanted to share my excitement about it with you.

Is it scary? Heck yeah!

Is it scary NOT to try something new? Heck yeah!

So, I prefer to be somewhat scared about trying something new, rather than letting my fear stymie me.

Oh, and this pic?

Yeah, it’s a photo of me posing as a motorcycle babe.

Ok, a middle aged motorcycle babe, but hey, that’s the beauty of motorcycles:

Just like beauty and being, adventure is ageless!

Be Brave, Be Strong, Be YOU!