I had a dream of motorcycles last night. Nothing too amazing in itself, but it reminded me of a dream I had before I learned how to ride a motorcycle.
While in the Army back in 1991 I had my first motorcycle ride. A friend had his sport bike, and asked if I wanted a ride. Always up for a new experience I said sure. He handed me a spare helmet and luckily it fit. Before he started up the bike he said just hold on to me. Sure thing.
I hopped on behind him and held on as I didn’t think there was much room on the small back seat (was it even a seat?) as we headed off post and down the 4 lane road. We went drove about 5 minutes and turned around and came back. Just a straight shot up and back. Still it was fun and wet my appetite for more.
It would be another 7 years or so until I got on a bike again. This time it was when my dad rode his Honda Shadow halfway across the country to see me. We rode around on it everywhere. It was tons of fun. ‘Specially going up into the Rocky Mountains on it. He showed me the basic how to of riding – the basics of shifting and just let me sit on it. No riding it myself.
But that was enough.
A couple years later I had a dream that was so vivid. . .I was riding a motorcycle, I can’t remember what kind now, but I remember I was shifting it like my dad had told me: hold the left clutch handle in and press down for one on the left pedal while not giving the throttle anything. Shift again my holding the clutch handle in and using your toe to push the pedal up.
So a couple years back when I “learned” how to ride – the dream came rushing back to me and riding the motorcycle was like second nature.
Last night’s dream reminded me spring is coming: I was at a Kawa dealership and looking at bikes with my sister. We looked a dirt bike which looked really nice. And then another dirt bike which my sister liked. Then I saw it: a Ninja. It was the most beautiful bike ever. I sat on it and fell in love. It felt like I was flying when I was on it. I had to buy it.
Then I woke up.
I have been to the Motorcycle show that is held in the Javits center in January. And I have sat on a Ninja. I had to try it out. The bike does look nice. . .but it is a sport bike. I’m more of a cruiser style girl. . .even though my current bike, a 1978 KZ400 Kawa is a mix between sport and cruiser:
Still, the Ninja was nice. . .I just get a bit timid when I think of how fast I could go on a Ninja. The KZ400 only goes 65 on the highway heading down a hill and even then she is howling at high RPMs. . .but I still love my little KZ400. A project of love from my dad, she gets me back and forth to work. . the long way.