Saturday, February 12, 2011
Lady motorcyclists in New Orleans
That's my motorcycle pictured up above. My Little Ninja isn't the subject of this article, but motorcycles in general and, especially, ladies who drive motorcycles. The Caramel Curves Motorcycle Club is a collection of ladies based in the Crescent City who have published their own calendar. To purchase one, click this sentence.
I found a postcard on the street advertising the official calendar (as if there are unofficial calendars on the market) and the club's anniversary party scheduled for March 19, 2011 on Tchoupitoulas Street (tickets $10 in advance, $15 at the door). The postcard has a bevy of photos of the club members posing in various identical uniforms.
The lady of the house asked, "Do you think they are sexy?" They bill themselves as the baddest ladies on two wheels, and, truth be told they do seem attractive in miniature. As someone who enjoys the motorcycling lifestyle, I enjoy the company who shares the passion. I am also a firm believer in the idea that if anything can be made better, just add women.
If a woman paired with a motorcycle is particularly sexy, I don't have much opinion. I think a woman astride a motorcycle deserves respect, as any motorcyclist does. I don't cotton to the idea that women are the weaker sex, but anyone who drives a motorcycle regularly deserves respect for two reasons. Firstly, they know what freedom feels like. Secondly, they know that freedom comes at risk of death and dismemberment if nobody else sees them. Driving a motorcycle is an accident waiting to happen. Hopefully, the spill will result in no more than a scraped knee but that isn't always the case.
So, I would like to salute the Caramel Curves Motorcycle Club today. More power to them. I wish them smooth roads, fair weather, and few obstacles. A motorcyclist appreciates a few obstacles, they are what remind us we are alive and keep us sharp. To many frays the nerves though and makes a journey unpleasant. Afterward, after navigating a road full of hazards, relaxing at one's destination with feet up and helmet resting on a table next to a beverage of choice, a successful, difficult journey reminds us why we choose this mode of transportation. Because we can brave the challenges and come out ahead, in tune with the moment, with adrenaline pumping in time with the cylinders that propel us forward.
Cheers, ladies. Keep the rubber side down and enjoy every moment of every day of 2011.