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General Category => General Discussion => Topic started by: Gliderjohn on August 15, 2024, 12:15:46 PM
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We rode about 70 miles this morning through the curves and forests of the East Mountain area E of ABQ. She just turned 88 years old.
GliderJohn
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Mine wouldn't go on a solo bike but she hopped right in the sidecar rig. I picked her & luggage up after a senior trip for church ladies. Everyone got around and cheered. Don't have a digital image to post. Lot's of fun.
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What a blessing, for both of you! I used to ride my mom on the back of my goldwing well into her late 70s. Great memories.
Rick
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We rode about 70 miles this morning through the curves and forests of the East Mountain area E of ABQ. She just turned 88 years old.
GliderJohn
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Way cool - your must be proud of you mom :bow:
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Neither of my parents or grandparents were willing to go for a ride. That is, until my grandpa, aged 80 and with a heart that would only tick over at idle speed thanks to a pacemaker, reluctantly agreed to ride pillion up the hill to his car from his cabin. Not because he wanted to ride, but because he lacked the power to walk up on his own. He once owned a Henderson four, but that was ages before I was born.
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I reckon that’s lovely.
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She doesn't look a day over 60
My Mom was very proud of her motorcycle licence.
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John, your mom looks so delighted!
Is she riding with you to prevent you from picking up girls?
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:>) :>)
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My mother is 82 and I’m 99.9% certain that she has never even sat upon or ridden on one and she isn’t going to start now. A drunk cousin was killed when he wrecked his /2 way back when it was a new bike. that’s been the point of reference for the evils of bikes for my entire life. Regardless, there’s no way she could even get on, much less sit on, the back of a bike for any length of time at this point.
But if I had a rig, she probably would go for a ride. She misses driving and riding in our TR3B, but I doubt I’ll have it back on the road for a ride before time runs out.
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Feel blessed GliderJohn, I could not get my Mom to even sit on one of mine. I do however believe she was finely coming around about me riding before she passed. :cry:
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Feel blessed GliderJohn, I could not get my Mom to even sit on one of mine. I do however believe she was finely coming around about me riding before she passed. :cry:
Some here may be unaware that in the picture today that is my birth mother who I just had first contact with a little less than five years ago. She and her late husband (Whom I never met) had motorcycles, Corvettes and airplanes. He was an A&P for TWA. That is where all my bugs come from. My adoptive Mom was scared to death of flying and was always dismayed that I rode and was a pilot. Her brother called motorcycles "Murdercycles". He once told me that if he was crawling through the desert dying of thirst and someone came by on a motorcycle and offered a ride he would decline.
GliderJohn
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That is fantastic John. Good for both of you.