redclfco
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The first time I experienced the feeling of going so fast that my eyes teared up and my cheeks were flapping in the wind was on the equine, not the motorcycle! On a horse, I learned the PLEASURE of riding double
I first learned what "carving a turn" and stopping up short and acceleration meant due to fast horses! I also learned about your ride not wanting to start, and how to fix it! Sadly I also learned when the equine ride wore out
I do believe this is what brought me into two wheels, sort of a precursor to riding.
Horse camping for a week straight riding high above the Big Thompson Canyon on the meadows above the steep canyon walls gave me the desire to camp out on the move. The first experience I had tieing everything I owned for camping on a "vehicle" called a horse and leaving for long spells of time was with my dad when I was 9 or 10!
Anybody else there relate?
I first learned what "carving a turn" and stopping up short and acceleration meant due to fast horses! I also learned about your ride not wanting to start, and how to fix it! Sadly I also learned when the equine ride wore out
I do believe this is what brought me into two wheels, sort of a precursor to riding.
Horse camping for a week straight riding high above the Big Thompson Canyon on the meadows above the steep canyon walls gave me the desire to camp out on the move. The first experience I had tieing everything I owned for camping on a "vehicle" called a horse and leaving for long spells of time was with my dad when I was 9 or 10!
Anybody else there relate?
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