1. The 1st Step

I have always dreamed about riding a motorcycle. Ask me why and honestly, I do not know the answer. It just has been something I have always wanted to do and 10 years on, I finally took that first step.

Like most families, mine was incredibly concerned. Dad had a racer friend who never recovered from a motorcycle crash. Mum's being mum and always protective. The son of my little sister's boss did not survive after being clipped by a truck. He was only 21. Despite all that, my family is still very supportive of my decision.

My pre learners was not till late June at a rider training centre near me. I knew I could go to another centre if I wanted an earlier slot but I decided to sit out the wait. I wanted to make sure that I was 100% committed.

In the meantime, I'll be blogging about my little adventures with bike and gear shopping.