Motorcycles have always been really cool to me, but I’ve never had the inclination nor the confidence to jump on and start riding. Recently I decided to throw caution to the wind (literally and figuratively) and learn how to ride, and I was starting from the bottom. I had never been on a motorcycle before, and I’ve used a clutch twice in my life in a car. I had no idea what i was doing. So I decided to take a riding course at Sheridan where they teach everything from turning it on to emergency stopping (and also got M2 that way). One of best friends was looking to get rid of his Kawasaki Ninja 500R so I bought it and now I’m riding all the time. It’s a lot easier than it looks too. The picture is of my bike sitting in my driveway.

What got me into motorcycles? Well there have been a lot of reasons, but a couple stand out. 1: The book Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig. It’s a philosophy text centred on a motorcycle trip Pirsig takes with his son. This author followed up this with another book called Lila: An Inquiry into Morals. Both these books are amazing, offering a very unique way of looking at the world. I suggest reading ‘Motorcycle Maintenance’ if you have the chance! 2: The mini series The Long Way Round with Ewan McGregor and Charlie Boorman. This series documents a trip on motorcycles around the world (from england east to the edge of russia, then from alaska to new york). The entire trip is done on motorcycles. It’s an amazing DVD series and it’s another I suggest everyone watch. The boys followed that series up with The Long Way Down with the same premise except the trip is from Scotland to South Africa. Great DVDs.

End of an Era

So anyone who know the Rogerson kids probably know of the amazing Jeep Cherokee that has been passed down from the top. Our dad bought it 22 years ago (back when I was knee high to a grasshopper) and it’s been a vital part of everything our family has ever done. Bryan drove it through highschool, I drove it through highschool and a bit of university, and Brent drove it for it’s remaining years. Unfortunately Lindsey was never able to get some time with it!

The driver seat was falling through the floor, the ceiling was falling off, the trunk didn’t open, the steering track bar was wobbling like crazy, it ate gas like a hungry fat kid at the mandarin, but it was the best car ever! Unfortunately all good times come to an end and so here are a couple pictures from the day we lost the Jeep! I also have a video there so you can watch, just as we did, the tow truck taking it away…..