We all have them. The people who shaped us into the motorcyclists we are today. I know when I first started riding I was like a sponge, eager for every last nugget of anything to do with motorcycles. I’m not sure I’ve changed much now that I think about it. I had a couple of go to guys when I first started riding one of them the husband of a co-worker, he was really supportive when he found out my wife and I wanted to ride. In fact some of my first riding was on one of his dirt bikes around a parking lot.
I have all sorts of things he said to me, about his philosophy of riding, and his time club racing that make up the rider I am today. I wish I took the chance to thank him, but we lost touch with each other several years ago and now it’s too late.
So I’ll do the only think I can imagine him wanting me to do, keep riding and pass my lessons on to someone new.