A View From Behind
by: Renee Saul
(Hope you don't mind the post Renee)
I enjoy reading articles about motorcycles and riding. You know the kind --- you find them in H.O.G. newsletters, Full Throttle, Enthusiast, and V-Twin.
Stories about trips, experiences --- both good and bad, and personal opinions are both informative and entertaining.
Lately though, I realized that they are most often written from the driver's perspective. Articles about group riding, safety tips, bike maintenance, etc., are written with the driver in mind.
Well, I have a different viewpoint --- the one from behind.
We're called by various names . . . passengers, babes, fender fluff, and bitches; (I prefer "Honey"), we perform various jobs . . . giving hand signals, reach-arounds, waving to other motorcycles, getting your beer . . . WHATEVER . . . we love to ride behind our man.
I've been told on numerous occasions that I need my own bike. "Once you ride alone, you'll never pack again," they say. That may be true for some women. I have a great respect and admiration for women who ride their own. However, I look at riding in back as having the best of both worlds. I know many women who occupy the rear seat have the same opinion, and I'm sure there are many who sit in front who can see the truth in what I say. See what you think.
I don't have all the responsibilities that come with driving the bike. I still pay attention to other motorists and watch out for things, but I can sit back and enjoy the scenery.
I can hold on tight and sit close, or I can relax and "cat nap" if I want. It's kind of dangerous to do that if you are driving!
I can spend quality time with the man I love and be a part of his favorite pastime and hobby. He doesn't have to worry about my skills, my speed, or where I am in the pack. He just has to reach back and touch. (That's a plus for both of us, I think).
I meet lots of friendly, interesting people and make new friends. I go lots of places, enjoy great company, and see lots of interesting sites. (Boy, do I ever!)
I have both hands free to do what I choose.
I have the luxury that driver's don't. I have two pieces of powerful equipment between my legs --- you figure that one out. (You guys will have to quit bragging about your equipment before you understand this one).
I get all the other benifits that go along with riding on the motorcycle. The wind in my face and hair . . . the vibration . . . the open road . . . the vibration . . . the exhilaration . . . the vibration . . .
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