Bad ass grandma on a motorcycle back in the 20s. I look up to this woman!
Elsie Newell, my great-great-grandmother. She is also badass. I am descended from a line of general badassery. Sometime in the 1920s. Look at those shoes.
On Monday, I crashed my Monster at about 50mph. I suffered road rash on my hip and lots of bruising- and Pandora has flesh wounds of her own. Here’s what exactly happened, and the lowdown on the gear that saved my life.
Posted on April 26, 2011 in Motorcycles by Alicia Mariah Elfving