While cleaning up files and going through some old pictures on my computer, I found these wonderful memories of our biker days!
I haven't found a picture of my first bike - a '86 Suzuki 550. I rode it quite a bit and started selling AVON in Odessa and delivering my orders on it. It was chain drive and I told Jerry that it was undignified for me to have chain lube on my pants!
A fellow biker friend had a bike shop in Lubbock and said he had the prefect bike for me. I sold my 550 to an Avon customer and rode behind Jerry on his bike to Lubbock.
Same bike painted after having to lay it down to avoid 18 wheeler who ran a stop sign right in front of me. Looks like a police bike - I had no more problems!
My next bike was an Aspencade but I didn't drive it much. It had battery issues and about that time we decided to give up riding.
I made vests for us and our kids, who always went with us.
I think this was at Ft. Davis in the mountains. We had an interesting time there with a rally. Mother Nature decided to dump snow and ice on us and our tents in the middle of the night. Not fun getting home that time - they sent all of us "blizzard survivor" pins for our vests!
This was Jerry's first sidecar. It did not do well in the rain!! We went on vacation and it rained from Odessa to Oklahoma. It collected water with one of the kids in it. Relatives in Ponca City OK dried us all out and helped Jerry drill drain holes in it.
The kids played musical bikes - one rode behind Jerry, one in the side car and one behind me. When we filled up with gas they changed places. I pulled a camping trailer behind my bike with sleeping bags, tents and ice chests.
Second sidecar was much better. We ordered it from England and it was fully enclosed. At one point, we did not even own a car, just bikes.
We had a lot of fun on them for many years. Still miss it sometimes.
