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 Lori (Lori2838) Member #: CC17368 joined Sep. 2002 Rides a 2003 V-Star 650 Classic Greenfield, IN Contact Lori2838 Accessories: 7 Wishlist: 8 For Sale: 0 Other reviews: 0   SCROLL DOWN TO READ BRIEF STORY Click HERE to read my poetry, stories and aritcles    Click image to read about my poetry book published by Author House.  Above picture taken on March 10, 2004 I taught myself how to ride a bike about four years ago. I had never shifted anything in my life and WOW, was it intimidating! I was more worried about killing the bike at a stop sign/light than I was of someone running me over. My first long solo ride was about 90 miles one way up to Lafayette, Indiana. I was the event photographer for the CWF (Central Wrestling Federation) and it seemed like such a wonderful June Sunday to take the bike. This was in the year of 2005. They said that there was a chance of rain, but the dopplar was clear when I left the house. It was clear for many states. Just in case though, I took my chaps, leather jacket and gloves with me in my saddle bags. When I reached Indianapolis, the sky was the blackest that I had seen - so I pulled over and put the gear on. Oh man, it was so hot. I wanted to melt. To make a very long story short, I learned that a tornado had passed in near proximity to where I had to sit with my bike on the intersate due to heavy wind, rain and hail. My bike and I were even picked up off the road! After going through that, I realized that I am comfortable riding anywhere now :) I attended many car shows, swap meets while growing up and watched my father work day in and day out in our garage at home. It amazed me how he could take a "nobody wants it" car into something that everyone desired. He was good at what he did. I always had a love for autobody work. In fact, I even thought about going into that career after high school graduation. However, hours after graduating from high school, I ran off with a carnival. To sort of remember my carnie background, I went with a paint that had multiple colors in it and shifted. Like an old circus wagon, I guess you could say. My favorite time to ride, is in the middle of night during summer. In 2004, some friends and I formed a small club to ride together. Today, that club is growing and doing well and soon to host a charitable ride for Cerebral Palsy. The paint on the bike was a shade tree job done by my father and I. The purple paint will never be duplicated in this lifetime and is a mixture of several flip-flop paints. One of these days, my bike may become custom enough to take it away from stock - but, considering that it survived hail, a tornado and heavy downpours and contains a paint job that can never be duplicated enough - I feel that the memories behind the bike are what truly make it a custom. There is a burnt spot on my exhaust pipe from something blowing into it during a storm that I was caught in and there are small runs in the paint here and there but it is my own. So even though she is not custom, she has soul. I'm proud to be a woman rider and maybe we'll see each other on the highways some time. Be sure to wave. 
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