Deana is the 4th Mother to participate in my Mothers who Ride project, her husband Nathan sent me this e-mail after hearing about my project:
“Do I have a story for you. For the last seven years I have been married to a wonderful woman who rides. Deana Busch is a mother of 3, a full time pediatric nurse, wife, most recently a bikini body building competitor, and a motorcycle rider. This woman amazes me on the daily. Not only does she ride but has also been learning to work on her 1982 bobbed out Honda cx500.”
This little project is becoming more of a study of mothers who are still holding true, or searching in my case, to their “wild” after becoming a nurturer. and a study of their amazing support systems. and I love it all. I have met the most incredible people and I am so very grateful for you all. The Busch family are sincere, supportive and life-loving people. A little more about Deana:
“Mom of 3
Pediatric nurse for 10 yrs.
I ride a 1982 Honda CX500 her name is “Lady” she is a stripped down, raw, no frills, girl. But man she is pretty.
I started riding 2 yrs. ago. I don’t have a solid reason why I started riding. It was just time that I learned. My husband had a bike (my current bike) and wanted a bigger one, he was planning on selling the bike and I said why I don’t learn then we can ride together. So that’s my story, I learned. I went out the next day and Nathan taught me how to clutch, gas, and brake. I am a pretty independent I want to learn it myself so I went round and round my neighborhood causing chaos learning how to speed up, shift gears then brake and down shift as well as taking turns. I think I went around my little neighborhood block like 30-40 times before I called it quits for the night. The next day I went to the DMV and got my permit, not even reading the laws first of riding and passed the permit test.
I was scared and still continue to have a fear of riding. I will always have a healthy fear while being on my bike. I think that once I don’t have that it is time to stop riding. I think healthy fear is good, it causes me to be hyper conscious of my surroundings. I think when you lose that healthy fear it causes you to become complacent and that is when the real danger happens.
I have always been interested in motorcycles, there was just something that drew me to them. I would hear the roar of the engine and immediately look around to see where it was coming from and then my eyes would lock onto the motorcycle and follow it till it left my site. That still happens, although I do look away if it’s a bullet bike. Those don’t appeal to me in the slightest.
I realized after my 900 mile ride to babes ride out that I like the raw look of my motorcycle, I don’t need anything flashy. It fits me. My bike is just like my life; imperfectly perfect.”
photographed completely on film, Pentax 645n, Nikon f100, Fuji 400h