Introduction: This 5'11" athletically built Italian American NYer girl is always up for a great ride to "nowhere". Just jump on the bike and see where you end up since "the Journey IS the Destination".
I live in Utah now but miss NYC badly for all it's energy, the sounds, sights and the people. I try to get back there whenever I can to get my "fix" of the greatest city on this earth.
I have worked, lived and explored around the world and not done yet. I am a graduate of the Culinary Institute of America affording me amazing opportunities.
In addition to my love affair with Harleys, I am a PSIA ski instructor, NSP ski patroller having trained in Southern Germany and Louderbrunnen Switzerland, PADI certified diver and love to do just about anything once and if I really like it I might become a convert.
I can sit and drink beer all day on Sundays watching NFL ( Go JETS/GIANTS/DOLPHINS) NHL, Yankees, NHRA and most of this in person when given the chance. I like to fish, and yes can bait lines for the big fish out in the big pond. I have been a card carrying member of the NRA and love to hunt. I can ride the four legged horses in addition to the "iron" horses. Camping to me is no stranger telling you more about that one upon meeting you....
I am not really searching for anything being a firm beleiver in allowing things to happen on their own steam. I would love to live the rest of my life with my "pal", my "bud", my "playmate", my "partner in crime". Since I am 5'11" I might be considered shallow in hoping to meet someone who is taller than I am so I can wear my heels when I am dressed up. Yes... I love to get all dressed up and go paint the town.
Because I am athletically built and pride myself in taking care of myself all my life and will til the day I die I really want to meet the person who can appreciate this and move in that same direction showing me that they have self discipline and pride.
Driving a motorcycle is a sensual, visceral, and immediate experience. It's the blast of air parting in an almost physical way around your body. It's the feel of heavy steel machinery between your thighs and knees as you move through turns, running a good road in the morning. It's the taste of wet grass, deep woods, damp riverbanks, and freshly cut hay that finds its way to the back of your throat. You know and experience what is around you and feel the very sensation of motion itself, in a way that you never can behind the wheel of a car.
In a car you drive a road, on a motorcycle you feel it. On a motorcycle every rise and dip, every change in surface or cant, every turn or straightway, is a temporal and physical experience. In a car you are enclosed, removed from what is without by the machinery that moves you. The windshield, the air conditioning, the heater, the radio, the upholstered cradle of your seat, the locked doors, the surrounding frame, they all separate you from the reality of the road and weather. On a motorcycle the machine and the environment are an integral part of the experience. As you come home in the afternoon, the sun touches your shoulders with great warm hands. Somewhere in the middle of a long day of riding--especially on curves, where lean and torque, body and bike angle, gravity and speed, determine the physics and the line of movement--the machine becomes an extension of the body, a melding of what is human and what is mechanical.
I have heard the criticisms and they are true: on a motorcycle you trade safety for sensation, enclosure for exhilaration. A steering wheel, an airbag, and a roll cage are, however, poor substitutes for the motion and the freedom of a motorcycle.I have heard the criticisms and they are true: on a motorcycle you trade safety for sensation, enclosure for exhilaration. A steering wheel, an airbag, and a roll cage are, however, poor substitutes for the motion and the freedom of a motorcycle.
Turn ons:
men who take care of themselves...who take pride in their appearance and want to ensure themselves of a long, happy healthy life.
Turn offs:
People who are just so self absorbed that they can't see anything but themselves.
People who don't post pictures...what are you HIDING?
People who are ignorant, rude, biggoted, racist, and overall judgemental.
Ideal:
Tall athletically motivated man who loves.....LOVES to ride anywhere to anywhere. Other interests count as well....
Activities: Skiing,Snowmobiling,fishing,hunting,hiking,white water rafting,traveling, and just being quiet. Of course RIDING goes without saying....how else can you really appreciate this beautiful country not to mention all that I saw of Europe on the bike as well. I have even ridden bikes in Dubai...out to the desert which is an amazing experience in the early evening. The air is hot and sultry and the openness of the desert is mysterious and sexy....bringing ideas of what it was like in the days of camel riding sheiks and their tents overflowing with delicious foods, music and dancing.
Interests: Cooking, music, movies, opera, NY Broadway shows, ballet, and just anything that helps me grow as a person.
Favorite Music:
Beatles, Rolling Stones, and all Classic Rock in addtion to Jazz, Blues, and pretty much anything other than Rap, Gangsta or crap that tries to play out as "music". I have a very ecclectic ear as I have been a competitive pianist while growing up in NY.
Favorite TV Shows: CSI, The Unit, Prison Break, Numbers, Criminal Minds, Anthony Bourdain "No Reservations", and anything that is thought provoking or educational.
Favorite Movies: All of them having worked in the motion picture/video/commercials production business.
Favorite Books: Nicholas Sparks, George DeMille, Micheal Criton,John Grisham and a lot more trying to figure out my style of writing for my future book.
Favorite Quotes: "All of your dreams will come true if you have the courage to pursue them..."
About Me: Without sounding arrogant or self absorbed I think I am pretty cool with no baggage attached. I am laid back and easy to get along with and easy to please as long as all attempts are genuine and sincere and not just some loose play on making it look like it is meant. I am a firm believer in "actions speak louder than words".....