Two Wheels Two Feet – In Her Own Words

As I mentioned in my previous post, I have invited Ginamarie Austin to post as a guest blogger. She is about to embark on a solo adventure that bears telling you about. Her form of “RV” is a bit different than a motorhome, 5th wheel or travel trailer, but a “recreational vehicle” nonetheless. So, here’s her post “in her own words”…

Life throws a curve ball…

For my husband and I, our motorcycle adventures started about 15 years ago as a way to travel on the off beaten path to get away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. After many years of riding pillion, I finally got tired of looking at the back of his head while riding. So about 6 years ago I decided it was time for me to get my own motorcycle license. I’m sure that it took a lot of strength and courage for my husband to let me learn and ride on my own. For us when we ride our motorcycle, it is when we find inner peace within ourselves and the chatter of every day life just melts away.

Due to the hustle and bustle of every day life, we finally decided to take a mental health vacation and attend an event for motorcycle enthusiasts like us who love to travel long distances. However, when we got home from our vacation we both got a cold or so we thought. I got better but my husband didn’t. So after multiple doctor visits and he wasn’t getting better, I decided it was time to take him to my doctor where she ordered a chest x-ray to see why he was having so much trouble breathing. On our way home from the lab, the doctor called us and told us to go straight to the hospital for further testing. This is where we learned that he had a large mass in his lung and was diagnosed with Stage 4 Lung Cancer and that he may have a couple of months or just a couple of weeks to live.

Ultimately, I knew that it had to be his decision to determine whether he wanted to fight as long as he could or accept the reality and spend the rest of his days being surrounded by his family. Deep inside me I wanted him to fight, but I knew that it wasn’t my choice and it was my turn to find the strength and courage to accept whatever choice he made. After watching his sister struggle with ovarian cancer, he chose the latter.

When he was in Hospice care, he set me aside and said to me, “remember our mental health vacation and dreams about taking that motorcycle trip around North America when we retired?” I shook my head “yes”. Well, he said, life is too short and I should not wait until retirement to pursue our dreams. His wish for me was to sell the house now and follow our dreams. Don’t wait for the right time to go.

So here I am learning how to stand on my own two feet while closing the estate, learning how to maintain my own motorcycle and getting ready for a trip of a lifetime, spending a year touring the back roads of North America. As I close one chapter in my life and begin a new one, I hope to share my experience, strength and hope with others.

To follow along with me on this year-long solo motorcycle trip, please visit my blog at

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One Response to Two Wheels Two Feet – In Her Own Words

  1. Pam Wright says:

    A great choice for a guest blogger! What a courageous woman!

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