The other night, my mate was here with his bike…. and we thought about going to this gig in town, it was late, so he offered me a ride on his crossbar…! His bike is like so tall, the saddle is the height of my shoulders, and it was dark and….well I almost wimped out, but remembering the thrill of the last bike ride I almost wimped out of, I climbed aboard! (The wrong way at first… but I have never done this before!)

Wow….! it was thrilling…. can’t believe how fast we got to town, way faster than a car it felt!!! Zooming round corners and I didn’t fall off.

I think I am in my second childhood…. I would just like to ride around on crossbars all day and eat picnics and drive on the beach and get on that other big bike now and then!

I am gonna buy a pushbike for me tho, I had a beautiful one but it got stolen, back in Blighty…this was my old bike.. a Pashley Princess…which I wanted for years and years…long story to that one, but I guess it went with the tower… and as Prince Charming and his white charger had long since absconded with my tube amp..well..I needed transport…

Ok blogging sorted, onto my current very surprising passion….

The other day, I was asked by a friend if I wanted to go for a spin on his bike, *ahem*…. the last time I went on a bike was 20 years ago, since then I have become terrified of the things! When I became a mother I started to get all kinds of fears I had never had before, heights, flying, motorways, motorbikes..!! I guess I just don’t wanna die!! My sister is a biker and loves them, but neither she, nor any of the many friends I have known with bikes have managed to get me on one.

So, at first, I sort of tried to wimp out, mentioned my fear etc, but gee, I have done scarier things.. and  So I went…!  I trusted my mate, and his reassurance that it would all be ok… which goes a long way towards making you feel safe, bit also I have gotten to a point in my life, where I am opening up to new things… it rocks!

The experience started with me being told off for my inappropriate dress, but that was soon rectified.. then I had to learn what order to dress in.. kinda hard to do up your jacket when you have already put your lid and gloves on!! Soon we were on the road though, and within 10 minutes I was totally in love with the whole experience!! I cannot believe it, that I have missed this all these years, especially in a country as beautiful as New Zealand! You feel so much part of everything, the colours and air and smells..wow! Its just exhilarating…. of course I don’t need to tell any bikers this.. you know it all already! I even loved the speed and wanted to go faster and faster!! I am totally addicted, I love feeling muscles you haven’t used for ages, even my bony bum being a bit bruised was worth it!!! I just want more and more and more!! I am so thankful  for this experience, and wow…. that it must have been offered at the perfect timing in my journey! Here’s the beautiful bike, a Triumph Daytona… looks just like a bug viewed from the front with the mirrors like little feelers….

There ya go… yet another passion to add to my collection… don’t ya just love the surprises life throws at you when you very least expect it…