Becoming a Biker

Becoming a Biker

Riding a motorcycle changes everything. I wore my black chaps, gray 1980’s cowboy boots, and 1980’s brown leather jacket all day, everywhere I went, including into stores like Canadian Tire to buy parts. Kids who are about 10 years old stared at me like I may have been the man who invented the word, ‘Cool.’ Other bikes give you the ‘heck yeah, biker brethren’ wave. Two girls in a car honked and waved. Being a biker seems like it is going to be alright…

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