It is Thursday. But it is different from most Thursdays in my life since I am standing as close as I can to a racetrack in northern Alabama to get pictures of riders practicing for upcoming races. In this moment, the old — or should I say “vintage” — bikes are running sidecars of various design. The riders are getting ready to participate in races over the next three … [Read more...] about Barber Vintage Festival: You Will Be Entertained
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The Barber Vintage Motorsports Museum and Park: The Motorsports Oz at the Appalachians’ End
The curves and straightaways of the motorcyclist’s yellow brick road lead not to a mythical place of wizards and witches, but rather to Birmingham, Alabama. For that is where a rider’s Oz resides, better known in our real world as the Barber Vintage Motorsports Museum and Park. Barber exists not as a magical, made-up motorcycle nirvana but rather a two-wheeled dreamy … [Read more...] about The Barber Vintage Motorsports Museum and Park: The Motorsports Oz at the Appalachians’ End
The evolution of a track day rider
Quoting the Red Queen in Lewis Carroll’s novel “Through the Looking Glass” directly reflects the evolution of a track day rider. Day one birthed as a baby duck leaving hot pit for the first time to becoming the Red Queen, screaming “off with their heads” in the braking zones on our strongest days. As Alice explains her experiences in the “real world,” I equate it to my days … [Read more...] about The evolution of a track day rider
Parenthood and the biker balancing act
“Don’t have kids unless you’re prepared to say goodbye to motorcycling.” Over the years, my husband and I heard this time and time again from fellow riders. As a couple married for over a decade, acquaintances shared stories of people they knew who traded their garage full of bikes for a minivan and weekends on the mountain roads for pee wee soccer games. There was the … [Read more...] about Parenthood and the biker balancing act
Baby bumps and riding slumps
Some women always know they’ll be a mom one day. That wasn’t me. My husband and I relished our independence and financial freedom: the ability to fly across the country for riding adventures whenever we desired, attend track days at a moment’s notice, or even just enjoy date nights on a whim. Our lives felt fulfilled. I was happy with just the two of us as a family, but … [Read more...] about Baby bumps and riding slumps
