Babes On Bikes Take 3

Don’t be silly! Course it hasn’t. However I’d advise her not to buy an inflatable vest as those nips will puncture it in an accident.

I had to study the photo extensively to form that hypothesis.

 

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Two wonderful things of beauty

 

Left cheek and right cheek?

 

Number 2 on her bib; number 1 in my life!

 

...Bet she keeps her motor clean.

 

Elspeth Beard.1st babe to circumnavigate the globe via motorcycle.

 

She’s like a bouncy castle…

 

Tracy. A REAL babe on a bike!

Sorry, no pics of scantily clad hussies on or near motorcycles. Just the story of a REAL babe REALLY on a bike.

My middle daughter, Faith, works for an advertising outfit in NYC. At least she did until the COVID shit hit the fan. She and her husband moved down here to Jersey and now she works for them remotely. Back in 2010 she called me to say she had a friend, Tracy. Tracy was a model. She earned a high six figure salary. She was, tall, blond, gorgeous, spoke three languages - yada, yada, yada...OK, the girl had it all. My daughter said, think KT Tunstall's song "Suddenly I See." "Everything about her is a silver pool of light." Anyhow, Tracy decided to chuck it all. Just pack it all in. She wanted to get a motorcycle and ride cross country to California. My daughter asked if it was OK for Tracy to contact me and get some advice on motorcycling as Tracy had never even been on a motorcycle. Sure. Tracy called. We had several conversations. Among many things, I advised her to get a comfortable cruiser, not a HD, preferably Japanese. I was a Victory owner at the time, but one has to respect the reliability of the Japanese bikes and dealer networks. I told her to take a rider course. I told her to buy the best equipment and riding gear she could afford. I told her to invest it some tools and emergency equipment (Tire plug kit, tire inflator, etc.) and learn some basic repair techniques in the event of the need for a roadside repair. I told her to test everything and learn to use her equipment. Don't let the first time you go to use something be on a dark, lonely back road in the rain. After several months of conversations, Tracy bought a Honda and took off. She started a blog "I Kill Things With My Face," chronicling her cross-country journey. She didn't stop in California, though. She went south, down through Mexico (where she was robbed and nearly raped) and kept going until she ended up in Peru. There she found a mountain village that had been devastated by an earthquake. These people had nothing. She organized a sort of a "Go Fund Me" through her blog before Go Fund Me was a thing and collected enough money to buy the whole village pre-fab sheds for housing. The sheds (like garden sheds) were mansions to these poor folks, better than they had lived in before the quake. I donated, but lost contact with her after that. I thought of her tonight, because I heard the KT Tunstall song. I contacted my daughter. She said she still talks to Tracy occasionally. Tracy is back in NY. She still rides. She's married and has a son.

 

And for my next rick the bike will disappear!

 

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