To say that the past few months have kept me busy is an understatement! Several months ago, I agreed to organize the Women In Motorcycling Exhibit for the Spring Motorcycle Show which was held the weekend of Saturday, April 7 and Sunday, April 8.
It certainly has been awhile since my last post – there never seems to be enough time in the day! Due to my long absence, I felt that it is time to share what I have been busy with.
For starters, I have been busy with my band LEFTY AND THE GOONS in addition to researching and contributing articles for The Rider’s Mag which I will post for your reading pleasure.
In addition to this, I have been working on writing my story. As I write, it is amazing the amount of memories that start to come forward – things that I had forgotten or not thought of in years.
An example of this is a memory from the early late 80’s which I just shared with my husband. I recall that I was watching a talk show (maybe Oprah – that I can’t recall) and the topic was “CLUB KIDS”. The Club Kids were an ‘It’ group of young party promoters who dressed up in flamboyant attire and were stars of the New York nightlife in the ’80s and ’90s. While I didn’t agree with everything that they represented, I was drawn to their appearances – the fact that they chose to look different than everyone else – mostly for attention and I suspect for having an outlet to express their creativity and artistic sides.
I was in my mid-20s when I first heard about them and at the time, was a frequent patron of clubs like The Big Bop in downtown Toronto where DJ’s played rock records (yes records!! lol) all night long.
I remember that I wanted to start dressing outrageously too – crazy make-up and a bright blue wig were my initial thoughts….. but I would need an outfit to complete the look. As I began to think this over, I shared the idea with some friends and remember hearing “….If you dress like that, we won’t go out with you”
As a result of that, I stopped. I gave up on pursuing my new look and went on to something else.
Looking back, I find it interesting to see how I was influenced by what others said. I changed my behaviour for fear of being excluded. But would I have been? And what if I did move forward, and I was outcast? Would true friends do that to someone because they did not agree with their appearance? The answer in my opinion, is no however I feared the possibility of this becoming reality so gave up on my desire to be outlandish.
This memory reminded me of other times when I would “dress up”….. as a teenager, my “go-to” was dressing up as Gene Simmons of KISS…. like so many other kids at the time, I was drawn to the outfits, makeup and performances. In high school, I once asked my teacher if I could wear make-up to class. With a bewildered expression, I recall him saying “yes” very cautiously. That afternoon, I showed up to class dressed as Gene Simmons and every time he looked at me, I made faces.
I also got a school boy suit made in my late teens while living in Montreal so that I could dress like Angus Young. I would go to bars in Old Montreal (The Cave, Fortifcations – all gone) with my suit in a bag waiting for the DJ to notify me that AC/DC would be played. I’d run to the washroom and quickly change from my “rock” clothes to my schoolboy suit and then play air guitar a la Angus Young. The beginning stages of my tribute band BARE RUMP… lol
I also went through a phase in the 70’s when I dressed like Jimmy Page of Led Zeppelin. I remember dragging my mother all over Montreal as I looked for satin pants so that I could complete my look.
Why did I do these things? I know that whenever I “dressed up”, I no longer felt different as the attention was on my complete appearance. The first thing that people would see was the entire outfit. By the time my right arm was noticed, I had already been “accepted”.
Moving forward, my posts will become much more frequent.
Please continue to share your comments and keep in touch!
In February of 2017, I purchased a bright red 2017 Honda Rebel 300. (named Hankster 1.0) Once I took delivery of the bike in May, it was transported to Mission Cycle in Angus Ontario so that Todd could work his magic of modifying it for me so that I could ride with one (left) hand.
The modifications were actually very minor – a finger throttle and centrifugal force clutch which disengages the engine based on rpms was installed, followed by my front brake being attached to the front left lever which is the clutch for everyone else.
I took my training in early July and successfully passed the evaluation, losing only 3 of 12 points, and as a result obtained my M2 license.
Riding my own motorcycle would not have been possible without the support of people who helped make my dreams come true!
It all started with the Motorcycle Show in February 2017 where I met Sid from Barrie Honda who introduced me to the 2017 Honda Rebel 300.
Fast forward to May 2017 when I took delivery of Hankster (named after NY Ranger goalie Henrik Lundqvist) and had it transported from Barrie Honda to Mission Cycle in Angus, Ontario. Once in the shop, Todd worked his magic and modified my ride which I named Hankster
Rider training was done at Learning Curves in Markham, Ontario in early July, 2017. I could not have asked for more supportive trainers – it was an awesome course!
As a result of these wonderful people, I can now go for a ride whenever I want!!