Motorcycles and World Records

As many of you already know, I ride a motorcycle. Yesterday I had the opportunity to not only help break a world record but to benefit a good cause—the Firefly Autism organization.

Back in June, First Reader and a couple of friends rode to Topeka, Kansas, to participate in the Women’s Freedom Ride. When they returned from Topeka, First Reader signed us up for another attempt in Frederick, Colorado.

Frederick is a relatively short ride from where we live, so we donned our helmets and leathers, hopped on the bikes, and headed to the Harley-Davidson dealership. We met about 700 folks from our tribe, complete with the roar of engines, and the smell of leather.

(C) 2019 JJ Shaun
Bikes lining up for the world record attempt.

The ride on the interstate was comfortable, but as the morning wore on and the bikes gathered, the temperature rose, and most of us stripped off the jackets to ride in shirtsleeves. After about an hour of getting as organized as possible, we finally slapped our numbers on our arms, started our engines, and let out the clutch. The ride had finally begun.

We rode a fifty-plus mile route around the backroads of Frederick, Longmont, Berthoud, and back to Frederick. The organizers bunched us into groups of fifty riders, and many of the support and safety volunteers were husbands and other men who support the women riders in their lives. This was the largest group I’ve ever ridden with. I could tell that some riders weren’t used to riding in groups, but as far as I know, no one was hurt, and no traffic tickets were issued. That’s a good day riding.

We didn’t break the record set in the UK (1,132 riders), nor even in the United States. However, we did break the record for the most women in a motorcycle ride that lasted more than an hour. The event made the ten o’clock news. Our pictures flashed on the screen but five hundred people milled about, so it’s hard to know which is us because we zip by so fast.

All-in-all, our group rode at least 150 miles that day, a good days’ ride. It was an experience I would repeat, and someday, I hope to have the opportunity to do it again.

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