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    Rude Biker Chick
    Rude Biker Chick
    Rude Biker Chick
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    Rude Biker Chick

    By Sash Walker

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    Rude Biker Chick: Lessons From My Daddy tells the story of Sash Walker growing up in the arms of her biker father. Divorce, separation, and death took her away from the one person who taught her to love. Eventually learning to ride her own motorcycle, Sash sets off to ride across the country.
    With the wisdom of her father whispering in her helmet, this Daddy’s Girl turned Rude Biker Chick learns what she already knew. Told with her own unique brand of sass and in-your-face honesty, this painful tale of abuse, survival and surrender will have readers cheering.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSash Walker
    Release dateFeb 12, 2015
    ISBN9780986124204
    Rude Biker Chick
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    Sash Walker

    Sash Walker sings terrible karaoke, dances on bar tops and enjoys working and motorcycling around North America with her husband Steve. ​Founder of Too Much Tina Media, ​she's a new grandmother, old poet and former beauty queen turned motorcycle marketer. “Everyone I meet has something to teach me, as does every mile. I want nothing more than to learn from each one.”

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      Rude Biker Chick - Sash Walker

      FOREWORD

      Face it – as outsiders we only see the rough exterior of outlaw motorcycle clubs. We make judgments based upon the patches adorning their weathered leather vests, the colorful tattoos carved on their arms, and the sneers seemingly affixed permanently to their faces. We live vicariously through TV’s depiction of motorcycle clubs, that they are nomad rebels without a cause.

      As a little girl, Tina lived behind the veil of the 1%ers. Although not a patched member of an MC, her father supported the clubs in various ways. She was immune to the fear these ‘rebels’ caused in others, for to her, they were heroes. To her… they were Daddy.

      Circumstances ripped her away from the loving arms of her father, and Tina’s life spiraled at the hand of her mother and the men who claimed they loved her. Throughout these pages, she shares her stories of depression, physical and emotional abuse, drug abuse, and thoughts of suicide. Tina’s head started to believe the lies she was told by those who ‘loved’ her… telling her she was worthless and wouldn’t amount to anything… but her heart refused.

      I, too, have been in a place where I questioned my value, felt unworthy of love, and didn’t know how to escape the situation I found myself in. But my own experiences shrink in comparison to what Tina endured. I can’t begin to describe how her stories made my heart ache even to the point of being angry with her mother, a woman I’ve never met. However, I believe it’s in these circumstances that Tina became Sash, and Sash is the woman I’ve come to know.

      Sash and I met on a sunny afternoon in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains. Where Sash had traveled many miles from the West, I had traveled many miles from the East, and our paths crossed at a women’s motorcycling event in Denver, CO. With her flaming pink hair, boisterous voice, and upfront personality, Sash was larger than life. Frankly, I didn’t know how to take her, and you may feel the same reading through these pages.

      But don’t let this brash, tough biker persona keep you from learning about the real Sash… the Sash who is a loving mother, wife, new grandmother, and businesswoman. The Sash who is her father’s daughter, who has taken his love of the open road and claimed it as her own. With her Daddy’s words ringing in her ears, she would learn as a woman what he taught her as a little girl.

      Sash has grown fond of the love affair between herself and the road. Stealing every moment she can with her lover. As with any relationship, it has its share of ups and downs, rain and sunshine. It’s Sash’s posture of learning, and her sheer determination in the down times, you will come to love and respect by the last page of this book.

      Maybe you’ve been on this road called life for a very long time or maybe you’re just starting out. Either way, there is something to be said for being a student of the road. It is through Sash’s journey that you may encounter your own opportunity of self-discovery. Her experiences may be very different from yours but the lessons will be similar. Luckily, you don’t even need a motorcycle to learn these lessons… just a willing heart.

      Lisa Brouwer

      Founder of Full Throttle Living

      Sioux Falls, SD

      PART ONE

      Chapter One

      Sash Up

      The rain had been pouring for over an hour as we rode our motorcycles into Suffolk, VA. A few months into our Road Pickle Motorcycle Bohemia, and rain had been on the menu for the last few weeks. To be honest, I was goddamn sick and tired of it. Once we reached Norfolk, I was determined to stay inside until there was no more rain, ever, ever again. My body ached from being moist and sore day after day, with the humidity worsening daily.

      I had done my best to stay dry inside my gear, but I realized the rain was soaking through my heavy, leather jacket.

      Three hours is all it will take, I guess, of pouring rain. Good to know.

      The Coca-Cola truck had been following patiently behind me for a few miles on Highway 58 as we headed east. But the traffic opened up in the lane beside me, so he took his chance to pass. The driver hurled the delivery truck past me through an enormous puddle. He created a tidal wave which overtook me, motorcycle and all, drenching every part of me. The water was now filling the inside of my rain gear, trickling into every crease and wrinkle, running downwards to fill my boots.

      Having still an hour of riding to do I weakened. I was tired, in pain, and now, wet and getting very cold. I looked to the sides of the road, wondering if I could just rent a room here for the night and ride the rest of the way in the morning, sending my husband Steve ahead to the room we reserved. I knew he would refuse, but my mind started exploring options to help relieve the pain.

      Riding in wet weather along Highway 58 East, Suffolk, VA

      Being from the West Coast, I had never really experienced weather like this. And as a new rider, every day of riding was a learning, often frustrating, experience. Each day seemed to be filled with so many close calls, so many times I couldn’t get the motorcycle to do what I wanted, so many unexpected fears and so many surprises. I had been pushing myself for so many weeks up to this point, and I was just reaching my limit.

      Then the lightning struck. Literally, bolts of electricity struck the ground with huge, deafening claps. It woke me from my daze of self pity as I sat up straighter in my seat, throttling the motorcycle.

      "You fight until you win or die. But you don’t lose. Anything is fair in a fight, because it’s a fight for your life. You don’t fight UNLESS it’s a fight for your life. Win or die. That’s all there is," my Daddy whispered in my ear.

      I realized how pitiful I was at that moment.

      Oh fuck this. SASH UP WOMAN! Pull yourself together! I shouted in my helmet.

      I raised my fist to God, opened the visor to my helmet, and screamed through the rain.

      IS THAT ALL YOU GOT? WELL FUCK YOU GOD! YOU’RE NOT KNOCKING ME OFF THIS BIKE, NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY! YOU’LL HAVE TO KILL ME FIRST! I AM NOT QUITTING! DO YOU HEAR THAT? I AM NOT QUITTING!

      This got me to Norfolk, to the nicest hotel room I had seen in months, to soft sheets, warm blankets, hot food and a good massage. It got me through the tough times, over and over again, and I don’t mean just on the road. But it was on the road that I began to realize just how often I called on Sash, how many times she had seen me through what I thought was the worst.

      ******

      I feel I am two people sometimes. I am Tina, the person I’ve always been in life. Then other times I am Sash, this outrageous, vulgar, flamboyant, sexual, fun, dynamic, excited dominatrix that lives inside of me. She won’t be beaten, she won’t quit, she doesn’t feel No is acceptable. She usually doesn’t care what others think of her and she loves to shock people in a quest to have them re-evaluate their positions in life. She’s mean, determined, saucy, and at times, rather angry. She is my alter-ego.

      When I am hurt or fearful, I close my eyes for a moment and imagine a dark pink sash wrapping around the 5-year-old

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