. My Old Man ........................

. And Mechanic


Here's my greatest supporter. Chris is also responsible for making sure the stable of bikes are maintained. Since he runs an online motorcycle parts business, he occasionally lets a bike sit on the lift for a little while. Not a problem unless every one of the six motorcycles in the house won't run. Three of the bikes are Ducatis, so there's always a chance that three bikes aren't running. The other three are Japanese so odds are good there's at least one working bike.

This is one of my favorite pictures of Chris. He looks really proud of his first Ducati, a 1992 Ducati 900SS. This picture was also taken during his Navy days and it was a rare moment in which he wasn't sporting a crewcut, which made him look too much like a hardass. With that military 'do, he looked like he beat his woman and kicked his dog when he wasn't counting out 100 pushups.

Chris has many charming qualities, but what fascinates me the most is his goatee. It's not the hairy version that makes a complete circle around the mouth. Instead, there's a gap between the moustache and the beard. I have serious, serious facial hair envy and would consider gender reassignment if I were guaranteed such a growing pattern for my beard. I would love to be a guy except for one reason: Girls can get away with a whole lot of crap. It's worth the societal oppression and institutionalization of fear just to get off a speeding ticket by batting those lashes...

I met Chris when I gave up my former life as a rock climber to become an avid motorcyclist (and yeah, I'm being top roped so I must not have been that serious...). Alas, I also associate rock-climbing with my ex-husband. Okay, so now you know: I'm a "retread." But as many of you divorcees know (Chris is a club member, too), you gotta use the first one to work out the kinks and learn about what you're really looking for...

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