Definitely this one, “Motorcycles Saved my Life.”
THEMOTOLADY.COM in 2012: just shy of 300,000 visits from 180 of 193 countries.
In just 13 days the MotoLady website will be celebrating it’s two year anniversary! It’s been quite the journey, and this year has been an exciting one. The Monster Project is taking form (I’ve got the bruises to go with it), I rode on the Bonneville Salt Flats, the End of the World Ride was a success, I was interviewed by Pipeburn, my photography for MotoCorsa made it to news sites around the world, and most of all… I learned a lot about motorcycling, motorcyclists, and the industry. Thank you all.
Here are the ten most popular posts of 2012.
Sometimes you really have to love social media. Scrolling through facebook I saw this lovely graphic for the Top Dead Center motorcycle show. Motorcycles? Free beer? DJ? Ehem, yes please!
‘Twas about 7pm when I arrived, beautiful sunset golden hour in downtown Portland. There was a slight line out the door as we waited to write our names down on the free raffle tickets for a Chrome bag.
As Plato imagined a table, we imagined a motorcycle. We were thinking a lot about Mr. Plato’s words on the image of a table. The idea is perfect and the product; susceptible to elements and unknown factors, could never be perfect. The idea for us was the One Motorcycle: the stripped down, real deal, simple machine. It was then that we realized we knew a handful of motorcycle builders that in turn knew a handful of builders who all specialize in that ‘ONE’ type of bike. From there, the idea grew. Our theme for the show would be “The One Motorcycle.” (theonemotorcycleshow.com)
When I located NE 9th and Flanders, I had to circle Sandbox Studios a couple times to find parking. Car after car lined the blocks with motorcycles in the spaces between. Throaty purring and shrill screeching of engines echoed down the streets, bouncing off industrial buildings… a tell tale sign that I was in the right place. As I walked around the corner, an exceptionally loud Japanese engine screamed while someone cranked the throttle. A young couple in artsy clothing approached, the woman clinging tightly to the man with a somewhat hesitant smile and nervous laugh, “…Are you sure you want to do this?” They trotted on as if she were only joking.