![Motorcycle Safety Foundation course in Louisville, Kentucky](https://live.staticflickr.com/3615/3625941493_ec9d5d4f11_n.jpg)
I got my license just a few days later after finishing the course, in July 2009.
And I'm still a motorcycle rider.
It's 10 years later and I've ridden more than 43,000 miles on my own motorcycle - almost 70,000 kilometers - almost all of it for fun on vacations and the weekends (rather than commuting). I did it on two motorcycles, actually: my first bike was a 1979 Honda Nighthawk, which I bought in November 2009 and road for two years, and now, my 2008 Kawasaki KLR 650, which I got in October 2011.
Via my motorcycles, I've been:
- all the way up through British Columbia, up to the Yukon via the Cassiar Highway and back down the Alaska Highway
- to Jasper, Banff and Kootenay National Parks
- Yellowstone, Western Montana and Wyoming
- all over Nevada, including Great Basin National Park and, of course, Rachel Nevada
- Arches, Canyonlands, and Capitol Reef National Parks, and Goblin Valley State Park in Utah
- Lava Beds National Monument, Lassen National Monument, Emmets Pass, Devil's Postpile, and lots more of Northern California and everything in between that and where we live in the Portland Metro area.
- All Over Idaho - which might not sound like much, but it's one of my favorite trips!
- Olympic National Park, Gifford Pinchot National Forest / Southern Washington State - really, and all over Washington state
- Steens Mountain, Eastern Oregon, including the Alvord Desert - all over Oregon - like up to Mt. Hebo via Siuslaw National Forest Service Road 14.
- And regularly all over Washington, Yamhill, Tillamook, Clatsop, Columbia, Clackamas and Wasco in Oregon, and Skamania and Klickitat counties in Washington state.
![On our 2016 adventure](https://live.staticflickr.com/8282/29709002131_bb18507784_n.jpg)
I love after parking my bike and taking off my helmet and looking up and seeing a group of people staring at me, in surprise or disbelief or awe. I admit that I'd also love it if they frowned or otherwise looked disapprovingly. it shouldn't matter what people are seeing when they see me, but it does, and I like my image as a motorcycle rider - I'm not even going to pretend that doesn't matter. It does.
And I really love meeting people - people are happy to walk up and start talking to my husband and me when we stop on our motorcycles.
Stravaig, which is pronounced straw vague, is an Irish and Scottish word meaning to wander about aimlessly. One goes stravaiging about the roads. Stravaig is probably from an even older and obsolete word extravage, meaning to digress or ramble. I am all about stravaig, both on my motorcycle and in conversations: I love exploring and traveling and I really love exploring and traveling by motorcycle. It is fascinating and challenging and soul-reviving as anything you can experience.
![Before our ride today](https://live.staticflickr.com/7833/47459860501_e8af5aa423_n.jpg)
Like I said, it's hard to talk about without sounding clichéd.
If you are a woman, I really encourage you to think about becoming a motorcycle rider. I swear it's cheaper than therapy.
- My advice for getting started as a motorcycle rider
- Getting started on a dual sport: my journey (Changing from a cruiser to a dual sport)
There's no obligation to get your license after you take a basic riding course. It's worth the price just to have the experience of trying, I promise. If you don't fall in love with it - if you do it and think, oh, no, not for me, hey, that's okay too! Congrats for trying.
If you do fall in love with it, as I did - see you out on the road.
10 years of motorcycle riding. Here's to at least 25 more!
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