I seriously doubt that I am the first photographer to get a ride on a motorcycle to her photo shoot, but I can say I was totally stoked about it.
Vroom vroom baby!
Opportunities to get a ride on a bike are few and far between for me. And it’s been decades since I’ve even been on a dirt bike.
When my neighbour parked his bike out front, I took the opportunity to get some quick shots of it’s shiny glorious chrome in. We were all headed to the playground to do a photo-shoot with another neighbouring family.
I think that I jokingly asked him for a ride, not expecting yes to be the answer, but it was. “I’m in like a dirty shoe” was my reply.
He mentioned that the helmet might mess up my hair, “no problem” I replied, “I have curly hair, it won’t do a thing to it.”
A total novice, I had to ask for directions on how to be a passenger, and what not to do. But even then, every time he shifted I accidentally bonked my helmet visor into the back of his head. He was very patient, but it must have been rather distracting, shift, bonk! shift, bonk, LOL.
Vroom, vroom, baby!
The only problem was my camera’s long telephoto lens slung across my shoulder, it kept expanding and I would have to kind of reach over and push it back in. But I never fell off.
I know, no camera bag… I like to live on the wild side baby.
If you knew me, you would know how ludicrous that statement really is. I had so much fun, and even took up the offer to get a ride back on the bike. I think we might be onto something.
Now all I need to do is talk Gar into getting a bike…can you imagine I told him he couldn’t have one until we had been married over a year, in case he had a serious accident? It’s been over 11 years, and it’s time to vroom vroom baby!
Jen @ Muddy Boot Dreams
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