Get your minds out of the gutter, I'm talking about my Granddaughter.
My Granddaughter came in one day when I was looking for an open face helment. She saw a few pink design helmets she liked so GrandPa got her one for Christmas.
Two weeks ago Samantha spent the weekend with us. Saturday night we were going to DQ to eat and I took her for her first ride. GrandMa and Uncle Mike followed in the car. She was terrified and had a death grip on my waist most of the way. When we got there several kids were staring at her and one girl said she wished she could ride a motorcycle.
After we ate, GrandMa said she was going to take her shopping. Without hesitation she said Uncle Mike could go shopping. She wanted to go home on the motorcycle with GrandPa.
I wasn't sure how she would react to night riding, but right after I turned up the service road to the interstate, she relaxed with her hand resting lighly on my hips. When I leaned into the turnaround lane at about 25 and nudged the throttle she tightened her grip for a second but leaned with me. By the time we were out of the turn, she had relaxed again and was leaning against the back rest.



First pretty weekend day I'm gonna gas up the bike and take her on a day trip.

My Granddaughter came in one day when I was looking for an open face helment. She saw a few pink design helmets she liked so GrandPa got her one for Christmas.
Two weeks ago Samantha spent the weekend with us. Saturday night we were going to DQ to eat and I took her for her first ride. GrandMa and Uncle Mike followed in the car. She was terrified and had a death grip on my waist most of the way. When we got there several kids were staring at her and one girl said she wished she could ride a motorcycle.

After we ate, GrandMa said she was going to take her shopping. Without hesitation she said Uncle Mike could go shopping. She wanted to go home on the motorcycle with GrandPa.
I wasn't sure how she would react to night riding, but right after I turned up the service road to the interstate, she relaxed with her hand resting lighly on my hips. When I leaned into the turnaround lane at about 25 and nudged the throttle she tightened her grip for a second but leaned with me. By the time we were out of the turn, she had relaxed again and was leaning against the back rest.First pretty weekend day I'm gonna gas up the bike and take her on a day trip.



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