09. Mar 2018   |   USA


The next beautiful story is from Nashville-native bikerbabe @meegenpearson We couldn't say it better so we just say it her words: "The first time I rode a bike was when I was about 9 and it was on the back of my dad’s Harley (I can't believe my mom let me... actually, she probably just didn't know) I loved it. I loved the wind on my face, holding on to my pops, the adrenaline, everything about it. I rode off and on with my dad when I was young and slowly started to ride some on my own. Fast forward to 16, dads not cool anymore, I want a car and I want out of the house. I never rode again. Fast forward again to 29 when Dad, (my champion, my hero, my everything), passed away after a short 6-month battle with cancer. He had stopped riding due to health issues several years back. It killed him to sell his bike. He loved everything about riding, and now I totally get it.  After he passed I bought my Yamaha bolt and it was love at first sight. The peace it brings me when I ride is the best feeling in the world. It makes me feel so close to him and I know he's smiling down on me.

My bike brings me strength, peace, Freedom and sometimes after a long week even sanity."

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