If you’re a Midwesterner like me, you know the feeling of when that first cool breeze hits. The feeling of impending doom. The doom of winter. The end of riding season.
So, if you’re anything like me or most other Midwesterners I know, you’re probably out trying to hold on to every last possible second of summer. For my family and I, unfortunately, this past summer was a whirlwind. Between being generally overworked both in our occupations and with craziness at home – we really feel like this summer was a flash of lightning – hot and gone in an instant.
Nonetheless, before I make the haul back to corn-land at U of I, my family and I are putting a little something special into our summer in a way that we know and love, as unconventional as it may be to other families. We are heading to Bike Night at the Harley-Davidson Museum in Milwaukee.
While this is an average occurrence on a Thursday night in summer, compared to the past, my family and I haven’t gone nearly as often. It really is a special experience every week, though, and I feel so thankful that we all managed to make time to go this Thursday.
Even though my mom isn’t huge on riding, she sure loves the bands that play at bike night and enjoying the music with my dad. My sister is there mostly to enjoy the food, because let’s face it, not only does The Motor Bar & Restaurant have stellar eats, but just thinking about the Wisconsin cheese curds and house-made ranch dressing at the Iron Horse down the road is making my mouth water. For my dad and I, I think the whole atmosphere of the experience is the best part. From riding to Milwaukee and arriving to hear the rumble of hundreds of fellow motorcyclists – it really is a uniting and simultaneously serene experience. After bike night, I usually feel exhausted, but incredibly restored and revived.
Bike Night at the museum is one of my favorite parts of summer. What I believe many people perceive about the riding community is that motorcyclists are “hardcore” individuals who are no good to associate with. That’s exactly what Bike Night invalidates, and summer after summer it does so flawlessly. The Harley-Davidson museum grounds become filled with college students from Marquette, ladies out for girls night, babies in strollers and toddlers on dad’s shoulders, you see people of all walks of life and of all ages at Bike Night, because…
motorcycles are for everyone
I think that’s why I felt the need to write about Bike Night. As The Feminist Motorist, my ambition is to showcase the ways the riding community represents a conglomerate that is accepting, empowering and absolutely fun. This is a realm in which women are able to feel both enabled, empowered and welcomed. Bike night is a subtle representation of how wonderful the riding community truly is. So, if you aren’t busy, and you’re in the area – ride on over to Bike Night. I’ll see you there.