Sometime in November 2016.
Little Red (Riding Hood) is a 2003 Honda Shadow VLX motorcycle. She has a dainty 600 cc engine, is in excellent condition, and when I bought her on October 24, 2016, she had only gone 9,500 miles. A great beginner’s bike, and I had longed for a red one. She’s not just a motorcycle, though. She’s an identity bender and a mentor. Although I’d been thinking about learning to ride for about a year and a half before starting this blog, and that period included a couple of false starts, I’m actually doing it now. I actually own a motorcycle.
On the one hand, I’ve been planning for this, but on the other it feels like an unexpected development. Somehow I managed to shush the “A motorcycle. Really?” voice. Now, the pleasant surprise of forming such a satisfying bond with a non-sentient chunk of metal, plastic, and rubber has moved me to chronicle the experience. I knew it would be fun and would raise a few pairs of familial eyebrows, but I didn’t expect the extent of the enchantment or the infusion of power. This is a ride to someplace all new.
By the way, Little Red has had a thorough safety inspection by a qualified mechanic, she sports new tires, she’s all tuned up, her fluids are good, and she’s up to date on her vaccinations. That’s important.
An update, March 2019. I sold her a year ago, before either of us incurred a scratch, but she’s a part of me still. Read the posts to learn the story, which continues…
Middle-aged mother of twin girls soon headed for college. Professional writer with a technical (software) background looking at the road ahead and all its humanity for subject matter. Daredevil. Scaredy-cat.
Current expedition: Nationwide job search. What a great twistie!