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My desire for something more was undeniable.
That time in my life was fraught with difficulties.
After clicking ‘yes,’ I sent a message to Alan, who would soon become my partner and has remained so through the years.
The chill of the night air, the soothing hum of the engine, and the thrilling embrace of Alan between my thighs made for an exhilarating and romantic experience.
I clicked ‘yes’ and messaged Alan, who would soon become my partner — and still is to this day.
The cool night air, the purr of the engine and squeezing Alan between my thighs was exciting and romantic.
Bridget and Alan in Romania. Source: Supplied
Motorcycle adventures quickly became central to our relationship.
Amid my routine as a single mum and the difficulties of my daily life, this was an escape.
Over 200,000km across 45 countries
The moment we got home, we knew we had to do it again.
A stop in Senj, Croatia. Source: Supplied
Now, Alan and I have ridden two-up (on one motorcycle) over 200,000km across 45 countries — recently arriving home from our fourth big trip, which took eight and a half months.
Living on our motorbike has become normal for us.
‘Focus or die’
When I started riding a motorcycle solo, it felt like “focus or die”.
There’s only room for thoughts about the road ahead.
Community and camaraderie
Even when I’m cold, tired, hungry, cranky and sleeping in a tent on the road, I never think of giving up my lifestyle for a safe, comfortable one.
Bridget on a motorcycle trip in Italy during a heatwave. Source: Supplied
Alan and I say to each other that when we can’t manage two-wheeled bikes, we’ll just get three-wheeled ones.
We met an 88-year-old fellow rider on the road last year and he was still riding strong.
The time will come when we can’t continue riding. But we’ll deal with that when we get there.
