It was not an easy thing to be a female motorcycle rider. My way to be a biker was mixed with sorrow, difficulties and happiness.
I have two sisters and one brother. When I was a little girl, I knew I was different from my two sisters. They only paid attention to the newest European fashion trends and the latest hairdo sported by some famous people. They desired to be divas while I could spend the whole day at my brother’s motorcycle garage thinking that I was a female biker and I wanted to get on those giant cool Harley motorcycle. I didn’t know what it would be when I riding on the motorcycle as a biker girl, but I just thought it would be awesome. However, just because I was a girl and it was difficult for a girl to ride a motorcycle in the past. My brother and his Harley motorcycle partners knew what I was thinking, they just teased me and said that I could never ride. Even some biker man who weren’t as smart as I was laughed at me. It was just unfair. Continue reading