Summer Series: the summer I had a fling with motorcycles

I don't know how it happened...

but this summer I had a real thing for motorcycles, apparently.

It started spring semester when my roommate was dating a boy.

Him and his roommate owned motorcycles.

I was single.

So we formed a motorcyle gang, the four of us.

Then so happened that they left for summer,

and another friend needed a girl to ride on the back. 

Oh wait, I could probably help you out with that one... you know?

And yet another friend came in town from Boston and I got the text,

"how about a motorcycle ride up the canyon, lunch, and the best ice cream you'll ever have?"

I said no. 

whaaaaaattttt. jokes. 

How could I possibly refuse that.

 [thus all the pictures. i LOVE the drive to Park City]

Then I went home, and I was sure my adventures were over. 

But fate would have it otherwise, 

I was about to have my best one yet.

I got asked if by a friend if I wanted to take an adventure...

but wasn't allowed to ask questions. 

Take it or leave it. 

And hallelujah I took it.

 Not only was it one of the best adventures I had all summer...

but completed my motorcycle adventures for a while.

you know, I'm not really sure I would want my husband to have a motorcycle 

if we're being really honest here...

but I sure don't mind someone else's future husband giving me a ride. 

The combination of slight danger and wind in your face....

Doesn't get much better than that.

I had a thing with more motorcycles than boys this summer. 

Go figure.