Eight years ago, on moving to Columbus, Ohio, I decided my motorcycle was just too dangerous around Columbus drivers for the daddy of a three year old little girl.
I hated giving up the bike. But at the rate Columbus drivers were killing bikers on I-270 (3 in 7 hours our first weekend) I knew I had to think of Elizabeth first and ensure I was around a bit longer.
I’ve done very well for the last eight years. I knew I’d made the right decision for my toddler’s sake.
Appearently, this is a sickness that just won’t die. Look at what I was looking at this weekend. I have a lot more photographs, but you get the idea. In my defense, it seems Kansas drivers are not quite a fatal to bikers as those drivers in Columbus.