Riding a motorcycle in the rain brings out most people’s Inner Princess.
Actually, mine is never that far from the surface, let’s face it.
But when I’m sitting on a motorcycle and the heavens open…
well, look out.
Here comes Her Majesty…
Now, of course, motorcyclists are always at the complete mercy of the weather gods.
The gods are totally whimsical. They like to shake things up for fun.
And here in New Zealand, the weather can change in mere minutes.
It doesn’t matter what season it is.
Down at this end of the world, motorcycle rides can be:
☀️ scorchingly hot
— all on the same afternoon.
(Yep, we’ve ridden home from a motorcycle rally in high summer — and it actually started to snow.)
Wait – is that Santa? What season is this?
Can you ride a motorcycle in the rain — and still enjoy it?
You absolutely can, but not if you’re being a princess.
Instead of sulking, you need to embrace being a moving part of the landscape you’re riding through.
Riding a Motorcycle in the Rain Can Cause Tantrums
The first few times I got drenched to the skin sitting on the back of the motorcycle, it ruined my whole day.
(And the hubby’s, of course. You’d better believe it.)
I became part princess, part spoiled 3 year old.
I sulked. I pouted. I wanted to go home.
And eventually, I realised the problem wasn’t the weather.
It was me.
After my 250th tantrum in the rain on the back of a motorcycle, I had a Moment.
I finally understood.
I can’t control the weather.
But I can control my attitude.
I don’t have to be a total princess every time it rains.
And so now, I try and go with the flow.
Sometimes literally — there’s a lot of water here in New Zealand.
Motorcycle Riding in the Rain is Part of The Deal
These days, if it starts to rain and we’re out on the bike, I don’t fall to the ground kicking and screaming.
Instead, I pull on my Big Girl Panties, and deal with the realities of riding a motorcycle.
It’s not like travelling by horse-drawn carriage, where the driver politely says “We’ve arrived, milady,” and I smile graciously while smoothing my rustling taffeta skirts.
Motorcycling is a raw experience.
It brings all your senses alive as you roar through the world on the back of a wild metal beast.
And yes, you’ll get sunburned, buffeted by the wind, and rained on in the process.
There’s nothing I can do about that.
And becoming a pouty princess doesn’t fix anything either.
Motorcycle Riding in the Rain is More Fun When You Leave Your Crown Behind
Just the other day, I got the chance to practice my new grownup approach.
It was late morning, sunny and still.
Pat and I glanced up at the sky, which was cloudless, and a bright, clear blue.
We looked at each other and shouted: RIDE!
Pat rolled our long silver Triumph Thunderbird out of the garage, and we climbed aboard.
Roaring through the green hills of the New Zealand countryside, conditions were perfect.
The engine purred under us, hawks soared overhead, and we were headed for our favourite little café in the middle of nowhere.
These are the magical moments that riding a motorcycle as a couple offers — you’ve zoomed together through a portal into another world.
Arriving at our biker-friendly café, we piled our riding gear up on the grass, and relaxed at a wooden table in the shade of an apple tree.
We were free and happy: sampling a range of home made pastries, and feeling lucky to be alive.
It was only when we were gearing up again for the ride home that I glanced up at the enormous open sky.
Wait a minute.
It had turned from bright blue to charcoal grey.
And it was getting darker as I watched.
That could only mean one thing, and we were 2 hours from home.
Sure enough, 10 minutes down the road, the rain began.
Just a light spattering at first, but soon it was pelting down in heavy sheets of cold water.
By the look of that dark bruised sky, it wasn’t about to stop anytime soon.
And it didn’t.
It rained solidly for the next two hours — all the way home.
I sighed, and hunkered down behind Pat.
But I was grinning like a maniac.
A princess would’ve thrown her crown on the ground, stamped her little feet, and called for her horse-drawn carriage.
And when I was back in my princess persona, so would I.
In fact, I would’ve:
- scowled at the grey, water-logged landscape from inside my helmet
- waited for the cold droplets to start dripping into my royal gloves, and
- fumed that my expensive riding jeans were getting covered in mud.
But now, in my post-princess phase, I can laugh, and say: whatever.
Because I was in the middle of having a perfect day.
And OK, yes, it was raining.
Naturally enough, we didn’t bring any wet weather gear.
And we were in the process of getting thoroughly soaked.
So what? That’s not fatal.
When you’re hell bent on enjoying yourself instead of sulking when everything’s not perfect, riding a motorcycle in the rain can be part of the fun.
I don’t want to miss any motorcycle rides — rain or shine!
Now I’ve ditched my glittering crown, I don’t panic when I see raindrops splashing on my helmet visor.
I love seeing the landscape change colour in the different light.
It’s a dramatic live show brought directly to me by nature.
If I wanted to be perfectly comfortable and protected from every drop of rain, I could’ve just settled back on my golden throne in my palace.
So what’s the moral of the story?
Sure, bring wet weather gear if it looks like you might be riding your motorcycle in the rain.
But whether you have waterproof gear with you or not, if it starts to rain, look up at the sky, and smile.
You’re on an adventure, with nature for company.
Riding a motorcycle in the rain is better than not riding at all.
And in any case, you can’t wear a crown and a motorcycle helmet at the same time.
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