Since 1969

A  L  O  H  A !

" Story of My Bikes"

" A motorcycle functions entirely 

in accordance with the

 laws of reason, and a 

study of the art of 

motorcycle maintenance is

 really a miniature study 

of the art of rationality itself. "

Robert M. Pirsig, 

'Zen and the Art 

of Motorcycle Maintenance'

" Most motorcycle problems 

are caused by the nut

that connects the handlebars

 to the saddle. "

                  Biker Lore

That is my first bike:

1969 Suzuki.

What a faithful little pony!

My first motor vehicle,

and the freedom it brought.

Then for some years

I did not have a bike.

But when I met my blog-

invisible husband, his

1973 BMW motorcycle

was one of the reasons

he was The One!

" It takes more love 

to share the saddle 

than it does to 

share the bed. "

                Biker Lore

Legendary rides

together!

" Four wheels move the body. 

Two wheels move the soul. "

Biker Lore

Once established on Oahu

in the 1980's

I got this tough

Honda Magna:

Low & Strong & fast!

The bike that helped me

start a Women's

Motorcycle Club!

The winged woman

was my idea.

"Holding up Oahu!"

someone else added.

The rest is history.

We had to negotiate

the bottom "Rocker"

'Aloha State' with the

local outlaw clubs.

No two clubs can

claim the same turf.

It took some guts

to call ourselves a 

MC [ motorcycle club ]

because a lot of biker guys

didn't like it!

We did it anyway!

We rode hard.

We got the Respect.

Gene in his hangar

 Pilot/ mechanic who builds

aircraft and BMW motorcycles

from parts; Here Gene is completing

MY lilac 1973 BMW with the shiny

'Toaster Tank' My 1990's bike.

That it an even older black

'Shorty Tank' behind my seat.

Thanks blog-invisible husband.

Thanks, Gene!

" There are old pilots

and bold pilots;

but there are no old

AND bold pilots. "

            Pilot Lore

Look at those jugs!

(Boxer engine, based on

old, basic aircraft engines)

The BMW was a collectors item.

It deserved a garage.

It got very tall and heavy

as years went by.

2010

I switched to this 

Yamaha Zuma 125 Scooter,

a tough little punk

faster than most sports cars.

Zippy Fun!

I fancied myself quite HOT!

But probably looked more - 

So three weeks ago,

a big SUV

made a left

right into me.

I'm OK.

I was hurting quite a bit,

but that is not what this

blog is for.

Celebrating how THRILLED

I am to be OK,

and how I am out of pain:

THAT is worth sharing!

Thing is, I don't have a bike

for the first time in decades.

Feels strange.

Insurance wrote it off,

"Totalled" it,

and is sending me a check

Will I get another bike?

Ever?

Will I wait a while?

Who knows.

Here is the music

that started it all. . . 

in 1969. . . 

                    PEACE, cloudia