That smile on her face just warms my heart. That is so awesome. It's funny when I got my bike about 12 years ago I thought my most cherished memories would be of the great road trips taken but it turns out that my two favorite ones are the first time I took my older daughter on her first ride and the second memory was when my grandson got his first electric motorcycle at the age of 3 and he raced me on my bike. He was on the sidewalk and I beside him on the road as we barreled down the street at 3 mph. He's 5 now and asking for a new motorcycle for Christmas so he can race me again. Apparently one of his favorite memories too!Umm....most fun thing...well I’m generally very careful and follow all the rules, etc, etc, but last year I had the chance to take my granddaughter Madyson on her first ‘grownup’ motorcycle ride. I had a spare helmet that fit her perfectly and I explained the ‘passenger rules’ before we left about leaning and looking around me and not at the back of my head, lol. My grandkids couldn’t pronounce their R’s as babies so ‘Gampa’ stuck and they still call me that today. Our ride together was magical and bonding. She later told my daughter, her mother, that when she turns 16 she wants a motorcycle instead of a car so we can go riding together! That’s Gampa’s girl! View attachment 82770
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First wives... usually happen because we're young & dumb.Young and dumb. My first wife and I had our first date riding to Santa Cruz on a Z!R1000. That was fun. Less than a year later we got pulled over by a CHP and he looks at me, and then at my now wife, and says, "tell me that is not a baby bump." I was too young to be ashamed. we just thought we'd live forever. Thankfully that bump is now 33 and 6'5".