Kait’s been talking about riding since I met her. For any early birthday present, I decided to get her the gift of an MSF class. Two days spent sweating on the pavement and listening to instructors ramble on? Yes, I’m just a born romantic.
Here is the end result. Kait rides motorcycles far better than I did when I started out; clearly the MSF course teaches brand new riders the good stuff. To those of you guys out there with ladies who want to ride, be a man. Don’t try to teach her in a parking lot somewhere with your tricked out gixxer. Spend 175$ and have someone else teach her the right way, while you watch the MotoGP races on the couch.
Just don’t be upset when she starts riding better than you.

Glad to see you back and thumbs up to Kait.
Thanks Ed! You should send me Sara’s cookie recipe so I can add it to that part.
What’s it take to bemoce a sublime expounder of prose like yourself?