When it comes to my fathering lessons, few adventures compare to the motorcycle trips I've shared with my daughter, Ewa.
Our first1 , in August 2017, was a winding (蜿蜒的) ride around the Catskills and Finger Lake districts of New York state. We 2 big highways and spent the week on3 scenic back roads. At one point, I found myself 4 along a Catskills meadow (草地) not far from Woodstock, keeping pace with a deer and shouting, "Go Bambi, go!"
On our second day, we 5 in a small town for ice cream. I asked the woman at the picnic table next to us: "What's the6 of this town?" "Interlaken, " she answered. "Where are you trying to get to?"
Me: "We don't know. "
It 7 to me then that I'd always wanted to do this no-schedule kind of trip, when you ride just for riding. Ask any middle-aged 8 : We've all dreamed about doing the Easy Rider (逍遥骑士) thing, throwing our wristwatches into the ditch and heading toward the horizon without a9 . Now, travelling with no plan became a10 of my rides with Ewa.
Since we almost 11 knew where we were going, we were almost never 12 when we arrived, pulling 13 the road at the end of each day with satisfaction. The reason to celebrate? We14 ! The truth is that life on a motorbike is one close call (死里逃生) after another. On the way, riders must stay 15 100 percent of the time. A tiny stone can be deadly. I used to be nervous, but Ewa had a different take: "To me, motorcycling is like meditation (冥想). "
