The Ace Man has been talking a lot about motorcycles lately. And I promise that I have not been prompting him on these requests. He has been bugging me to dig out my old helmet and boots so he could see what they look like and to try them on despite their large size for his little body.
He has also been asking to see some older videos of me from when I was riding motocross every weekend. So, today, we pulled out one of my old videos for him to watch, just a few minutes edited to a song. He would ask, "is that you daddy?" Yup, I would respond. Then we would have to watch it all over again.
Following that, I decided to treat him to the beginning of Dust to Glory, to which he was captivated and closely watched every second all the way to the very end. Dust to Glory is a very well done film and I highly recommend having a copy in your DVD collection, as it tells the epic story of the Baja 1000 race.
He has also been asking to see some older videos of me from when I was riding motocross every weekend. So, today, we pulled out one of my old videos for him to watch, just a few minutes edited to a song. He would ask, "is that you daddy?" Yup, I would respond. Then we would have to watch it all over again.
Following that, I decided to treat him to the beginning of Dust to Glory, to which he was captivated and closely watched every second all the way to the very end. Dust to Glory is a very well done film and I highly recommend having a copy in your DVD collection, as it tells the epic story of the Baja 1000 race.
Watching Dust to Glory made me think of the first time I rode Baja with a good friend. We stuffed our oversized backpacks and bungee strapped gear to our fenders, front and rear. We started and finished in Santo Tomas, and over the course of a week we would ride more than one thousand miles in a mix of off-road and on-road riding, reaching Bahia de San Francisquito as our southern most point. Along the way, we would get lost, nearly run out of fuel, meet the locals, and experience the culture of Baja along the way.
Here we are with fresh tires and all of our ambition ready to start our adventure.
(Photo taken June 1998)
Here we are with fresh tires and all of our ambition ready to start our adventure.
(Photo taken June 1998)
Which made me think of all of the motorcycle adventures I have had over my many decades of riding and the good friends that have come from all of these experiences.
Here with some moto friends at Dove Springs in 1994.
Here with some moto friends at Dove Springs in 1994.
Maybe it was a coincidence that my little guy had been talking so much about motorcycles lately, but to his surprise (and his sisters) I had been planning on the arrival of a CRF50 this day.
And just like that, a whole new generation of motorcycle riders has been launched.
And just like that, a whole new generation of motorcycle riders has been launched.
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