Thursday, June 30, 2011
Every time, every single time, I get on my Harley to take a trip I get freaked out. I mean, totally freaked out.
It's probably due to that woman hitting me and totaling my bike, or perhaps the inherent danger in riding a motorcycle. I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about the other people on the road.
As least I know I can be seen. My bike is white and pink, how many of those do you see on the roads? My helmet is white with a huge pink butterfly on each side and I've put crystals on it. The crystals reflect all the sunlight and make it seem as if my helmet has lights covering it. I also have modulators on my headlights and tail light which make the lights continually flash.
I'm going to Hell's Canyon. It's in Eastern Oregon near a place called Baker City. I'm going to be riding the Tail of the Devil. Sounds wicked doesn't it? It's 22 miles one way of curves and twisties. It's also the deepest canyon in the US. The scenery is amazing!
The first time I rode it I was scared to death when I read that they always have Life Flight on call during the rally. Not riding with the rally this time so there shouldn't be as many bikes on the tail. It was an awesome ride and I'm really looking forward to it!
Just hoping I come home alive, in one piece and without road rash!