MUNDY BUILT A CHOPPER

MUNDY BUILT A CHOPPER.

I did it. We did it. My heart is exploding. I'm riding my machine that I built. The machine that I poured so much of time, money and effort into. The machine that my friends and lover slaved over. The machines that have MY welds holding it together.

Babes Ride Out East Coast was another one for the books but this year. It was so special. We squeezed the bike out three days before Babes. Like I mentioned before, a friend once said... "if you aren't rushing for an event, then it isn't a chopper".

When the bike came together, I felt so emotional. I was feeling so many things and I was NERVOUS to get on a bike that pretty. (how silly is that??) I decided to bite the bullet, ride it for the first time to work. So MANY nerves!!!!! The bike RAN GREAT.

Chopper riding is SO different. You learn fast that a rigid is no joke. I got so many looks from people. The bike fits like a glove. The Snake FITS my soul.  The seat feels great. I am getting used to feathering that throttle more, for more power. I wasn't used to that, I realized my old bike powered like a VESPA (LOL).

I had planned a "pre-babes" party at my digs. I had BUTTERFLIES in my belly. My house was filled with pre-babes giggles, plans, and laughs. It was amazing. I had girls I had never met in awe of our motorcycle themed house. I had the backyard set up for photo shoots.

(I live next door to a horse farm, so it was perfect background. 

We did have a slight setback. Upstate Kate was in a accident coming down. My stomach dropped when I read her group text. I saw the words "Went down" and I felt woozy. The good news was, she was ok... unfortunately, her bike was not. The woman warrior STILL came for Babes. I know it was hard to be around bikes and I'm sure it was tough to internalize the motorcycle accident, but she STILL wanted to come. I'm really proud of her. She just recently updated me on her new bike... a sweet little Triumph.

The morning came, and I was ALL NERVES.. MY BIKE WAS READY. It was time for the group ride up to Narrowsburg and start our babes adventure. My heart RACED when I turned the motor over.

I kissed Cal goodbye, and started the journey. Riding with Amy, Sarah and her friend Tara...

The ride is always fantastic. Except for dodging them POTHOLES. Rolling in with the girls is always soul shaking to me. When I rolled into babes I instantly saw Jessi Combs. My heart leaped out of my chest (THAT woman is incredible.) and to think she saw MY bike???!?!! Seeing that dust kick up from your tires is surreal. To be honest, I think I looked forward to Babes more than Christmas this year.

Setting up camp is always fun. It literally is like summer camp. I love seeing old friends.

I entered The snake into "The Real Deal" moto show. I was loving every minute. Jessi Combs came around and she snapped a couple of photos of my bike. She even touched my bike!! My heart literally melted. 

I was incredibly PSYCHED when Jessi, herself, announced "The Snake Shaker" as the winner of the "Judges's Choice". All the hard work we poured into it, all the late nights, the sweat, blood and tears paid off.

Jessi Combs pulled me aside later that night and gifted me a bag of welding equipment. I couldn't believe it. I am so proud and empowered. Three weeks before last year's Babes Ride Out, my mom had passed away from cancer. I didn't know if I had it in me to get out of bed and go.. I felt so much grief and loss. The first thing I ever learned how to weld was a hand made marker her grave.

I have truly changed since putting a power tool in my hand. I realized how short life is and how bad I wanted to make every moment in this life count. Untamed and wild. I felt this vibe of my mom when I carried my bag back to my tent. The fabulous women I am surrounded by, the healing and empowerment. 

We danced. Abby, Amy and I RIPPED up that dance floor in the after party.

I walked under a moon lit sky with Sara pan. I ate ice cream with Kelly and Upstate and shared person stories. I got tattooed. I had to celebrate my witchy ways ;)

I wouldn't of traded any of those moment for anything. I realized I had more treasures to take home than I could carry on my bike so Cal rode up with the side car. Sunday is always bittersweet when it comes around at Babes. It is literally like summer camp. It goes to saying goodbyes and watching how their lives unfold until you see them next year. parting ways is ALWAYS so bittersweet.

I was tired, I was beat but the snake shaker and I bonded. Riding my machine with Cal on Sunday felt beautiful. 

Fast Forward, it's July. I have been riding the Snake every day (that isn't raining) We added longer fork tubes, and my turning ratio is much better. I love this bike. This bike is a part of my soul. It's everything I have ever dreamed of. 

So, Now that I have built a chopper.. it certainly doesn't end there. Now... this blog will be dedicated to where I travel to and camping trips on "The Snake Shaker"

That was Babes Ride out, folks! Next weekend, Strange days............