Life is a Highway...

So...my parents have joined the masses and have a motorcycle. They had a smaller one to start and upgraded to another. If I call them in the evening and it is a nice day out, chances are they've taken a ride to get ice cream or just feel the open road.

I myself had a chance to take a ride with my dad a couple of days ago. We drove to see Kaz at work (about 10 min. away). It was one of those real father/daughter moments. I love my dad. He has always made me feel safe and I felt completely at ease with him at the wheel.

I'm not a big advocate of motorcycles feeling the risk is just too high. Maybe I'll change my mind later on in life. Jade, however, thought it was great to sit on Grandpa and Grandma's bike!