About Me: I am 38 years old and have been married for 6 years and have two young daughters who I try and spend as much time with when I am not working or riding. I am a licensed professional engineer working for a design/build mechanical contractor specializing in sustainable design and energy efficient buildings. Besides motorcycles, my other hobbies include; snowboarding, fishing, camping, and boating.
My favorite riding areas: Dirt…then street…anywhere they allow us.
My first bike: first bike was a 1974 Honda Elsinore MR50. I still have that one.
When I first started riding: Some of my earliest memories are on a motorcycle...at age 3, my father used to ‘practice’ (read = ‘race’) with his local buddies with me hanging on for dear life, straddling the gas tank! “Watch out for the hot pipe…keep your feet on the cases…don’t get your foot caught in that chain”, instructions to live a life by. This was in the early days, before you could get in "trouble" for such "endangerment". My memories of his Penton or subsequent Suzuki are unforgettable. Later, by age 4, I was riding my cousin's XR75 in between races at the local hare scrambles event (it was K-n-R Raceway, for the VERY remote chance that anyone reading this raced in NW Indiana back in the early 70`s). After awhile, dad got tired of chasing me around the flat track to help me stop the thing and decided to get me something that I could ride where I could actually touch the ground. I still have my very first bike, a 1974 Honda Elsinore MR50.
My riding experience: After riding and briefly racing an RM 80 in the late seventies, the sport suffered a set back in the area where I was growing up and it vanished from my life for several years. Until 1997; five years after I graduated from college, I got an engineering job making a little extra money; I decided that something MAJOR was missing from my life. I have been riding and racing whenever I can since then.
My favorite Saying:
“I
sent the club a wire stating, PLEASE ACCEPT MY RESIGNATION. I DON'T WANT TO
BELONG TO ANY CLUB THAT WILL ACCEPT ME AS A MEMBER.” Groucho
Marx,
Why I became an OMRA officer: All the free beer you can drink (no kidding…free beer!).
I'd also like to say: Get involved. Pick up a shovel, a pen, a computer, anything…introduce a friend to riding…have a positive attitude and don’t complain about anything that you aren’t willing to try and fix yourself!

