She has backed off and let my brother and sister ride with me on occasion. Mom rides with Dad every chance that she gets. It's funny when my little sister leaves the house for the evening often my parents are hopping on a bike to spend some time alone. That's cool.
My mother owns a bike but has little interest in riding her own. She's never the left the yard on it.
The reason my mom knows me so well is because I get it from her. She never goes the same way to somewhere and back again. I get a lot of my wander lust from her. The motorcycle comes from Dad's side of the family. Together it makes a nice combination: me.
