I always wanted to learn to ride, I have been riding since I was just 17 years old, I love motorcycles. So there was my baby all brand, new, and ready to go, and we loaded up the bikes and went to pyramid lake in Nevada.
The wind started to blow but it was in these big gusts, that would throw me, and push me, it scared the crap out of me, as my front wheel would start to shake, and then I had to ride at a angel turning into the wind, that pushing from the north, I was really scared. My husband who has been riding for 40 something years was just relaxed and moving along, his bike was heavier than mine, I was all over, and for a new rider, well this shook me up a lot..
Then I felt a drop, and another drop, and then geez its raining , and the wind is blowing so hard, and then hail, I was so scared and I pulled over, and he followed, I was so scared my knees where knocking, I yelled "I can't do this" then lightning, and thunder, and I was just shaking it was cold and I was just frozen.
He told me we need to keep going look at whats coming we need to keep moving or we are really going to be in for it, we can make in to the highway, and sit under the over pass, well that was a hell of a long way away, and I was getting mad, and then I saw my father standing there, and I could hear him, say you'll be all right, you will make it just fine. So I climbed back on and away we went, and I was riding sideways, and ever cattle guard my bike would slip, and wiggle, and then the rear tire would catch and throw me around.
My heart was pounding out of my chest, and I started to hyperventilate, when something took me over, and I took that bike with all this confidence, and rode it hard right through everything, my husband, could not believe that was me, and he just kept close, but not too close...and I felt this growth and strength, hey look what I did, I made it right through that storm, the moment I took charge it stopped.
We made it to the over pass and we stopped, he looked at me and said what the hell was that? I said that was my father, thats what that was..he looked up at the sky, and said thanks Arnold...I could hear my father laugh.
When we got back to the trailer, we were wet and dirty, my white bike was filthy, people gathered around, as we loaded the bikes, and people were saying you were out in that storm ? yes...we were my hubby said, and this is her first solo ride, people were like wow, and I said well I had some help thats for sure...I was never alone, my dad was there the whole time, teaching me, that I could over come the fear that was paralysing me, what a great lesson that taught me so much confidence.
with love Renee