Sunday, March 28, 2010

It was love at first sight...

They met in a garage in Mission. The gleam in his eye cast a brilliant beam as he described it to me. Then comes the books with pictures just like it.....he beckons me to his computer to show me more....With these handlebars and this seat - can't you just picture it? I can't but won't tell him that. I am not disinterested. For me the difference in the seat is similar to the difference in a taupe or tan pair of shoes to him. Negligible difference in both cases - but WE know the difference.

So, the others will meet soon. I am curious to see which one is relegated to a lesser spot in the garage. Today the Guzzi and the Beemer are centre stage....but I am guessing that things may have to shift around a little.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Could this be it?

Could the quest be over? He is going to look at a '59 Panhead today. This was my gift to him in December but as yet we have been unable to find the ONE. It is fun to watch him already planning what he will do and how he will change it.

He will need to make sure it has come from a good home and be cared for with love. He will want to know the entire history, like that of a baby or a dog he might adopt. I am guessing he thinks it affects the bike as though it has feelings. Granted he has always believed that a car runs better when it is clean and well taken care of too. Perhaps he personifies many things?

So, I am crossing my fingers when he leaves today. Hoping that this guy has proved a worthy owner. Hoping that the myriad of other quests can now be fulfilled and that maybe - just maybe he will relinquish one of the bikes that no longer holds that sparkle in his eye - because frankly - nothing else will fit in that garage.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Thanks to Metro Don

This morning at the door was a box addressed to “Little Miss Motorcycho” from someone we have never met. Someone who lives thousands of miles away and yet has compassion on what is happening in her life. It was packed with care….suckers on the top, chocolate nestled between a T-Shirt, stickers with a hoodie….all prized by my teenager. The note attached told her that her “Daddy-o” had let them know she was still having medical issues and when he asked what he could do, “Daddy-o” suggested winning the Daytona race. Inside the box was the plaque of the 3rd place winner of the race – “National Vintage Dirt Track Championship Series” @ Daytona Speedway….1952-1968 (0-250cc) class…”

This road we have been walking since October has been hard. It has been full of tears, laughter, joy, fear, exhaustion…and also some great people who take the time to walk alongside us from thousands of miles away. Metro Don – How can possibly express my gratitude to you except to say when you are in Vancouver you have a place to stay and some coveted home made chocolate chip cookies. Mik is back at Children’s Hospital at the end of March and I am certain she will be donning a Metro hoodie and biting the head off those chocolate gators!!. Visit