Anne Elliott's photos with the keyword: motorcycle

On Saturday, 28 September 2013, I went with my youngest daughter and two people who belong to the photography group that my daughter leads, to the Saskatoon Farm (S of Calgary) for a few very enjoyable hours. This is a photo of one of the various wall decorations they had there. Very tempting! They have a restaurant, too, which serves delicious food - I love their deep Quiche! You can go there and pick your own Saskatoon berries in the right season. There is a large gift shop and a food shop to keep you busy.

No, not mine, lol!!! My son and daughter-in-law have just bought motorbikes, though : ) We couldn't help but stand and admire when we saw this gorgeous Harley Davidson in the small parking lot at Elpoca Falls, Kananaskis. I wasn't sure where the owner was, and wasn't sure if he'd mind my taking a photo, so this was just a quick shot, ha. We did come across him a matter of minutes later - a heavily tattooed man and his wife/girlfriend, both of them very pleasant and friendly : ) There must have been some kind of huge biker meet-up that day, as there were endless dozens of "real" bikers at one place we stopped at (for an ice-cream!). I got the distinct feeling that we were out of place with binoculars and our lack of tattoos - except for me, as I carry only a camera, which perhaps looks a little less "nerdy", ha! It was a perfect day for one and all!

I had no idea that my father ever had a motorbike, lol, so imagine my surprise when I came across this photo of him amongst the old family photos that I received from England a few months ago! That's a sidecar on the far side. He and my mother cycled for many years and I have endless photos of them with their bikes - but a motorbike, ha? This is so unlike the father I knew : ) I moved away from England to live overseas when I was 22 years old and so missed out on family talks and sharing of my parents' lives. Very sad, but it happens to many people when family members move away. The main thing I remember about him is that he LOVED photography (not as a professional) and was an exceptional photographer (according to others). I also have the best memories of all the times my parents took my brother and me out into the countryside around Birmingham, UK, at the weekends, on our bikes. My mother loved wildflowers and instilled this love in me, too. My father was passionate about photography and I guess that's where I get it from : )