Meet Scarlett: The Machine Behind the Miles

Before I wrote a blog titled ‘A naughty Love Letter to Scarlett’. Though the piece was humourous and riddled with sexual innuendos. I was demonstrating the fact that it is a relationship with my motorcycle. That at this juncture in my life, the steps I am taking and the path forward I have to lock in, and love the struggles. Do I truly have a sexual attraction to my motorcycle? Well it depends on who’s asking, really. I’d rather have others think I am nuts then jeapordize being side tracked by some ridiculous imbeciles. So boundries right out the gate. Scarlett before the hoes and the bros.

The closer Chick and myself get to the start line, I have come to realize that, like the current book the team is currently reading “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck” By: Mark Manson, that I need to love the struggle. In its entirety. For instance.

The finish line may mean nothing to you, the readers, or anyone else in all of our circles, or strangers who don’t even know about us yet. However, the reality of it is.

Chick and I are a team. Scarlet and I are a team. Evolution aka: Evo is now part of the team. Evo is our new addition. She is a lil’ terrier mix and is currently in process of learning the new ropes.

Chick and I have received a lot of ridicule. Been questioned by our friends, family, etc. To our faces and behind our backs. Much judgment has been passed on both of us from the opposing sides, and the non-opposing. Hurt at first but now we took on a whole new attitude about it.

Biker Lesbians - Okay we will get “married” in Vegas. A way to show we don’t care what is said or by whom anymore. We will make a joke out of them and their ignorance, use it for content and be on our way. It’s more than a joke though you see because to Chick and myself this is a huge commitment. One that a lot of people sitting in their homes that choose to do nothing with their lives but live in the rat race and ridicule that ones that do something, they could never possibly understand.

So Scarlet. 2019 Heritage Softail. With a Milwaukee 8 V-Twin engine. 114 cu in, 728lbs, Vintage dark aesthetic.

She was named Scarlett on the ride home and it fits. It fits her, it fits what we are doing, and how we are doing it.

Google meaning -

• Power and Wealth: Because the traditional dyes (made from kermes or cochineal insects) were very expensive to produce, scarlet historically symbolized high status, wealth, and authority.

• Passion and Courage: Like other bright reds, scarlet evokes intense emotion, energy, desire, courage, and action.

• Religion and Sacrifice: In Christian tradition, scarlet represents the blood of Christ and Christian martyrs. It is famously worn by Roman Catholic cardinals to show devotion.

• Sin and Rebellion: Culturally, scarlet has also carried a dual meaning of transgression or forbidden passion, famously tied to literature like Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The Scarlet Letterand historical associations with the "scarlet woman".

Why does this matter? Well, it’s all connected. Passion and courage and a touch of rebellion. For instance. We are riding for many causes. Personal healing and other reasons. Our heritage. For Evolution. Being our wild American made selves. Touch of rebellion because we are all rebellious in some manner. Hence the fake “marriage” with Elvis in Vegas. It was a ceremony to honor the commitment. To remind ourselves it’s about the ride and to have fun along the way.

Heritage means something passed down from previous generations, including traditions, values, culture, historical artifacts, or property.

Evolution is the change in the heritable characteristics of biological populations over successive generations.

Scarlett is the catalyst of a movement about freedom aka: Thunderbird. 🪶

Freedom for speech, discussions, other views and bringing the invisible issues to the light so they can be visible to others. In the name of our combined heritage as fucked up lovable Americans.

Will she make it the whole way? No idea. I’ll do my best to make sure she does, but 2-ish years on the road, only god knows what’s coming. We don’t even know if we will be making it home. So many things are possible. Yet, we are going anyway.

Cannot wait to enjoy the struggles of the road ahead. Knowing now that they will all be worth it.

Knowing the day I gear up and slide into the saddle will be the scariest, most exciting feeling. Saying alright Lady Scarlett it’s me, you, Chick, and Evo for the next 2 years.

A feeling that I feel already but can’t wait for the moment I stand in it.

Much Love and Gratitude 💕

Alice