I had my apprehensions when I began with the mere thought of riding around Laguna de Bay on my motorcycle. Just two weeks ago, my bike broke down in the middle of South Superhighway by the Magallanes flyover. Fortunately, I was on the downward slope, thus, had the momentum to push the bike on to the roadside.
Zhi was only two weeks old when my brother, who was taking a joyride inside the village, crashed her on to the curb–forever disabling her and permanently keeping him away from motorcycles.
Since then I felt that I would not be able to bring her on long rides out of town. Yet slowly, I gave her time to heal…and myself, some confidence on her. Four months later, during the summer of 2007, I took her to Bataan for her first long ride along with 12 other riders.
And I knew, deep in the recesses of my pseudo-biker instinct, that I would take that Laguna lake ride sooner or later. And on Monday, October 20th, I embarked on my latest motorcycle adventure.
