“Why do you ride a bike?”
“Don’t you think it might be safer to drive a car instead?”
Two of the most frequently asked questions I’m asked are stated above. But then again….those questions still stand. So today I will be answering them for you based on personal experiences and some stories I’ve heard from other bikers..
But there is no easy answer, even if it sounds simple.
Why do we ride? Well many have stated the answer to this in different terms, but it all comes to this: “When you can still hear your demons, drop a gear and disappear.”
A lot of us have a lot of problems. Pain, worries, aggravating circumstances and the like.. But personally speaking as a man with all of those, getting on an iron horse takes it all away in a split second. Most days I rush, scream, shout, rant and rave and sweat through my day. But when I get on that horse I take my life a quarter-mile at a time, letting go of my fears and tears… Tearing the breach between being apprehensive and accepting what you cannot change. That’s what it’s all about for me.
Now, other bikers told something else that keeps recurring from biker to biker (not just men*). As can be easily put in those memes going around, your bike won’t one-day suddenly tell you it doesn’t love you. A bike doesn’t care who you are, what you are, how beautiful you are, how sexy you are, what you can or can not do. Bikes don’t accept us nor do they reject us, for they are only machines. But when you turn that key and they roar awakens, you breathe life into it, and at the same time it breathes life into you as well.
Most people ride to get rid of anger, frustration, sadness or just to get away. And some people think we ride for the miles per gallon when in fact that is just a bonus. For we ride for the smiles per gallon, but personally I ride for the sanity per gallon.
When you ride and a fellow biker throws a hand signal at you or nods their head? That is universal acceptance, that is brotherhood, that… Is Sisterhood. If you’ve gone down a road and a biker passing by acknowledges your existence, you understand. That biker doesn’t know what you look like, who you are, what your race is or even your sexual orientation, you are acknowledged either way.
People…. “Non-bikers”.. They don’t yet understand, and there is no sure way to explain to them in a defining way why we ride. Best thing they can do to understand is take a ride themselves.
Peace, love and safety befall you all. Ride properly, show respect and be safe. Enjoy.