Ever since I was a child I always wanted to just take off and ride my motorcycle around the country. Easy rides style. But as life has a tendency to do, work and being a Mom put that dream on hold.
“Hey, Johnny, What’re you rebelling against?”
“Whaddya got?” (The Wild One, 1953)
The motorcycle is much more than a means of transportation; it is a symbol of freedom, a life that breaks through the norms. To put it briefly, the motorcycle culture implies being one with the bike and living by the road’s unwritten rules. In reality, very few of us can have such a life. But every once in a while, we can all ride those two wheels like there’s no tomorrow.
Have you always wanted a grand bike adventure? How about taking a trip around Central Asia?