I recently had a conversation with a friend that me and JC had, he is now working at the admitting section of a tertiary hospital, he told me that 94% of the motorcycle that they admit are caused by self accident. A huge percentage of that is due to alcohol intoxication while riding.
There’s a reason I don’t attend motorcycle related events that often. Once you have been to one it feels like you have been to all of them. It usually goes like this, loud music in a small area with bored half naked women either sitting or standing beside a gorgeous motorcycle surrounded by sober to not so sober men.
I got a text message from one of my friends late at night. He is one of those people that would only message you if it’s really important. I know that this is something that I should give attention to, I looked at my phone and read the message. It was short and direct and it said “JC is gone.” At first I was confused, there are a couple of JC’s that we both know and I was not sure who he was referring to and what he meant by the word “gone”. I decided to call him up to clarify what the message meant, after 3 rings he picked up and told me which “JC” he was referring to, then the call ended.
I rarely get a message on Instagram. What’s more unusual was, it was a lady that looked like a model. Honestly, at first I was hesitant to even open the message, scams and bots typically use images of beautiful women to entice you to click on a link. The next thing you know you’re having issues with your account or worse your computer.
This is my cousin that I have only met for the first time. I wanted to take a photo of him in the most natural way possible. For some strange reason I just blurted out “Who’s your favorite superhero?” He said with a very big smile on his face “Ironman!”.
I went through some really dark times during my 5 year motorcycle experience. Most of those can be attributed to bad relationships with mechanics who brought me nothing but misery. It’s extremely hard to find reputable and trust worthy motorcycle mechanics. Most will start of being friendly, but later you realize that their sole intention is to milk you with your hard earned money.
As we head on leaving Mel, I noticed that Jaime was getting more and more confident riding the mud. She was slipping less, there are times wherein she didn’t even place her foot on the ground to maneuver. She was amazing to watch, given that this is her first time to ride trails.
I met Jaime about 2 years ago, it was over lunch. I just won the Wrangler True Wanderer 2015 and from what I know it was her first time here and Wrangler got her as an ambassador for the competition. Wrangler organized a meet and greet with us finalists to sort of celebrate and cap off the competition.
Everyone was delighted to reach the top without encountering any problems. The way everyone rode made everything seem easy, even Jaime was riding confidently and comfortably. So were all smiles once we reached the top, everybody was taking selfies and getting photos to prove that they were able to take their custom bikes to the top. I, on the other hand was busy taking shots and sorting out the action cams in hopes of getting something once we start heading back.
When I got to the table where the rest of the finalists of the 2015 Wrangler True Wanderer was sitting, I noticed one un-familiar face. From what I can remember there’s only one female finalist, so who can this lady be?