Sharing the road with Grace is not about road manners. It's about Grace. I met Grace about 28 years ago, a recent divorcee' trying to maintain a home while sending two daughters to college. I was a transient bike rider, I say transient only because I had recently been divorced myself and was relocating to a new location for a new job. My first requirement was a place to live and I picked up the local paper. The only thing I found was a lone add for "room for rent." I thought damn, I really need an apartment or something, but, I'll take anything right now. I was staying at a motel and had trailered my bike with me, along with all my belongings behind a Chevy Pickup and they were still loaded. I debated which to take, to check out the room and decided on the bike. On the way there, the thought crossed my mind, some people don't take kindly to motorcycles. I shouldn't have worried. After a short trip I found the street and a white house on a cul-du sac, pulled in the driveway, dropped the kickstand and rang the bell. The door swung open and Grace smilingly said, " are you the one that called about the room?" Yes I did, I replied. "That's a beautiful bike you have there, come on in and I'll show you the room." After a short tour, I said I liked it and she said fine, your welcome here. After a week or so I learned she had never been near a motorcycle and, while chit chatting she asked if I would take her for a ride sometime.
Shure I said, in fact, I'm going to ride a run next Sunday and there will be food and music after, if you'd like, you can come along. When it was all over, all I heard was what a great time she had, how she liked riding on the back and, she would like to do it again. I told her we could although I do prefer to ride solo. She thought about that for a moment and blurted out, "how about I get a bike of my own?" I said, good idea. We went to the dealers and she bought a new Harley. I spent Lot's of time teaching her to be a good rider. This was the beginning of sharing the road with Grace. Twenty eight years later, she has had three new Harley's, I've had a few and we've been across the country and back a number of times plus everything else we've done together. She's my absolute soul mate, we've shared the road together and, loved every minute of it.
Sharing the road with Grace in Cades Cove, Tenn.
Again, on the way up Mt. Evans, Co.
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