2016 GirlClutch Poker Run to Benefit Wounded Warrior Homes

Hi everybody,

GirlClutch (in conjunction with SBROC) presents our first Poker Run benefiting Wounded Warrior Homes (no affiliation with any other Wounded Warrior organizations).

Wounded Warrior Homes is a 501(c)3 non-profit organization that provides affordable housing and resources for Veterans suffering from PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) and TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury).

This event is open to all men and women, regardless of what kind of motorcycle they ride!!

The ride starts at Biggs Harley Davidson in San Marcos (where coffee and pastries will be provided). Riders will then head out to the different poker stops (see below) in whatever order and route they wish.

All riders must arrive at Biggs Harley Davidson in San Marcos by 1:30pm to hand in their poker hands. A BBQ lunch will be provided.

Prizes for best and worst hands TBD.

Raffle prizes include:
– Gift Certificate to Electric Tiger Tattoo
– Tattoo Balm from Drunken Sailor
– Free Track Day with TrackXperience, Inc.
– Date Night Basket (Dinner & a Movie!)
– Oil Changes by Rev Moto Industries
– $50 Gift Card to Cycle Gear
– 2-hour photo session with 1904Photography.com
– Men’s haircut by Mary at Stud Cuts
– Pair of 1-hour Paddleboard session at Carlsbad Lagoon
– Julian Apple Pie
– More being added all the time!

Poker Stops:
Stop 1: Biggs Harley Davidson
Stop 2: RevMoto Industries
Stop 3: Julian Pie Co (Santa Ysabel location)
Stop 4: CycleGear San Marcos
Stop 5: Biggs Harley Davidson

100% of the proceeds go to Wounded Warrior Homes.

To register, visit: https://www.classy.org/san-marcos/events/girlclutch-poker-run-2016/e80030

We also need volunteers. Register here to participate.

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Squid to Fogey: Four Phases of a Motorcyclist

1. Birth

You’ve bought your first bike. But first you have to hide it from your parents or your wife. You have to figure out a way to lock it to the carport, or in a storage unit. But you didn’t really think about where you’d put it, once you got one.

Everything is as intimidating as it is new, exciting, as it is frightening. No matter how old you are, you’re born for the second time, given another chance to live life the way you’ve always wanted to. The roads are your freedom; your wheels are your ticket to the most amazing day you’ve ever had. This is your shot at adventure, to renewed vigor, your escape from the mundane – but at a price.

You drop your bike a hundred times for stupid things like missing your footing at a gas station, or haphazardly moving your bike in the garage. You curse words you don’t remember learning. What you wouldn’t give for an indestructible brake or clutch lever. But that’s okay. Nothing a sticker and some zip ties won’t fix. Oh, and you’re the butt of every joke with your riding buddies. They call you a ‘squid’ and make fun of your chicken strips. You really have to learn what that means.

The other day, you took one hand off the handlebar and felt like Evil Knievel. Some might say Malcolm Smith or Jason Britton. You have no idea who the hell they are, but everyone has supposedly ridden with them. You might have even popped a first gear wheelie by accident. You really need to figure out how to do it on purpose because that was AWESOME! You talk to every rider you meet and ask a hundred questions to which, unfortunately, there are a hundred, completely contradicting answers. So you find forums to get your information and learn all about that thing called ‘trolling.’

You find a good group to ride with and you grow.

2. Childhood

You never miss a bike night, or a stunt show. You click ‘going’ to every bike event on Facebook. And afterward, you leave a smiling mug shot on their page. You take pictures and video of EVERYTHING. You ride everywhere, anytime. Who needs an invitation? You’re happy to go it alone. You might have even ridden all the way to Arizona just to touch the border at 3:00 am because you were bored, before turning around and heading back home. My name is Danger!

Someone says you should try the ‘twisties.’ Someone shows you how to do wheelies; or you watched YouTube and learned yourself. But now that you know how, you can’t stop. It becomes a habit and the tickets start piling up. You know the motor cops’ names that operate in your city or your favorite ride spot by heart. You start learning where all their hiding places are.

You go to the motorcycle conventions just to watch the stunt shows and sit on new bikes. You’re not buying one right now, but making a list because your beginner bike feels too slow – time to move up.

You’re learning who all the professional Moto GP riders are and you follow all the stunt riders on Instagram. You spend every night at the stunt lot, and then ride some more after, just to see how fast and far you can go before your gaslight comes on.

You start getting pretty good at this whole riding thing, but the tickets are getting old. Damn the popo’s for profiling. But hey, at least you’re finally getting rid of your chicken strips. Only…it’s scaring the shit out of you. So you decide its time to try some more training, or maybe track days. And then you grow.

3. Adolescence

Just like teenage angst was a cliché the first time, not much has changed the second time around. You have your click you’ve fallen into whether it be the vested riders, the stunters, the canyon carvers, the retro-emo boom or the track junkies. You pick one and talk crap about all the others. Sure he’s fast, but he can’t wheelie like me. And vice versa. You get the picture.

You’re doing track days every month. You’re commuting miles and miles to and from work. You’re racking up seat time, miles and credence. You know everything and you’re still staying out late riding with your buddies.

And then …

Somebody crashes. Everybody crashes. You crash. The unfortunate mishaps come in threes, only to end very badly. Maybe you’re in the hospital for the first, second, third time. Maybe you’re going to your first, second, third funeral. Your family is getting worried and they’re on your case. They don’t understand you. Maybe you don’t understand you either. All you know is riding is who you are now. Maybe you’re lucky enough to meet a partner who understands and accepts it. They’re the ones who hold your hand after surgery, the ones who stand by your side at the funeral. They’re the annoying one who blows up your phone while you’re splitting lanes through traffic at the worst possible time. You make a note to put it on silent, but you don’t think about the feeling they get when you don’t answer.

But you’re good at this now. You can’t quit. You race. People know who you are. You’ve climbed your way to the elite. Everyone in the canyon inflates your ego by constantly reminding you how fast you are, especially if you’re a girl. It’s extremely addictive and despite the run of bad luck, you keep pushing harder and harder, as fast as the bike will go. Maybe you even competed and won a championship or two.

One day, you realize that very few of your riding buddies are left. The person who held your hand before is probably gone, replaced by a newer, more efficient model. Or at least one that doesn’t complain as much.

Now you’ve crashed a hundred times, fixed your bike countless more and you’re tired. And then you grow.

4. Adulthood

You still commute to work because you have to, but you’re not splitting lanes thrice the speed of traffic anymore. That’s for kids. You’re not waving your fist at other drivers either. You haven’t crashed, or dropped your bike in quite some time, but you may still get a ticket or two because everyone knows cops have stiffies for motorcyclists. No, but really, you appreciate what they do, and are thankful when they pull a ladder from the roadway that you might otherwise would have hit.

You don’t really go to many events anymore unless you know friends might be there. You’ll definitely ride to a Moto GP race, visit the local speedway or take your vacation at a motorcycle rally nearby. But you’re over the whole bike night thing.

Your chicken strips are back and that’s okay. At least you don’t have to spend as much money on tires. If you do get a wild hair and feel like scrubbing in (on a perfectly fair day – not too hot or cold), you leave really early, you know, before all the squids get to the mountain. You still do track days, but you ride in the intermediate group. The demon comes out long enough to get your adrenaline going, but not long enough to satiate your thirst.

Your gray hairs are coming in a little early. You scoff at hearing about ‘rider down’ on the radio. You’re a member of the AMA. You’re an instructor. You’re an explorer and you fantasize about a cross-country trip on the bike. You might even take it because you finally have the PTO to cover it, since you don’t call in sick to work all the time anymore. You don’t go conventions because there’s nothing there you haven’t seen at the dealer or in the magazine. You like the bike you have. Still, a second one would be nice. You know, one for commuting, one for track. But that’s mostly all talk.

You still keep in touch with your still-living riding buddies, but mostly through Facebook. You still see them once annually at a rally or bike meet-up, maybe even lunch. But they won’t make fun of you if you drive.

The great thing about getting to this point is you’ve passed through the guillotine and survived. You can take your bike apart and put it back together which saves you a ton of money on maintenance. Your insurance rates have FINALLY gone down.

You know your boundaries. You’re smart. And you can complain all you want because you have experience. You know what you can and can’t get away with. You know the consequences and which rides are worth the risk. You’re picky about who you ride with and for good reason.

And yet, the squid completely ignores your advice. No big deal. You shut up and nod your head, confident with the fact that you don’t have to prove yourself anymore, especially to him/her. The new rider asks you a question and you take the opportunity to mentor. You give him him/her the hundredth different answer, but don’t argue when they say someone else told them different. At least you tried. And you hope they grow.

No Stunts, No Guns, No Glory

12074835_702524810785_1146938723333636868_nI’ve been learning a ton about people on Instagram. I search daily for new pictures of tattooed people and their bikes. Early on, I came across a stunt rider named Dane Britt whose rambunctious Mohawk, ambitious stunts and multiple tattoos matched up with MotoInked’s IG perfectly. But what stood out about Dane was his guns, and I don’t mean the muscle kind.

As owner of K&D Guns & Ammo, he’s the first stunt rider I’ve come across who’s also a gun enthusiast. In mean ways, people who love guns and stunts are a lot alike; they’re both misunderstood and legislation is not kind to either of them. So how are you supposed to find happiness in a country where both of your major hobbies are frowned upon? Well, if you’re Dane, you have an indelible optimism that can’t be crushed by haters.

281244_10150244604956029_5590221_nHere’s what he has to say about why he loves guns, bikes and tattoos.

MI: Tell me about K&D. Where does your passion for bad ass weaponry come from?

DB: K&D Guns and Ammo is my gun store. I have one partner, Keith, and we just opened the doors in August of 2015. I come from a family of hunters and gun enthusiasts and just like to shoot. For years, my dad has been asking me, “What is your goal with all of this networking you do? You can do motorcycle stunts and sing to people for a little longer, but your body won’t last forever.” So for the past five years or so, I have been narrowing down what I wanted to do outside of entertainment. Guns are the other thing that I really enjoy, so it just fell into place. I always try to make things I enjoy into my job. Keeps life wayyyy more fun! 😀

MI: You’ve got a lot going on, on your YouTube channel, i.e. singing, dancing, stunting and guns. What do you like doing most? 

DB: HAHA! This is tough. People ask me this a lot. I think I enjoy drifting motorcycles the most. It is the best rush for sure, and it’s very rewarding when I put my drift videos on YouTube and kids all over the world can find it and learn from it.

MI: How long have you been riding?

DB: My dad started my brother and I riding when we were two years old. My grandfather started a motorcycle business in 1976, and my dad took it over in 1995, so myself and my brother both grew up in the motorcycle shop.

So much energy, so little time!

So much energy, so little time!

MI: What bikes do you own?

DB: I currently own a 2007 Harley Sportster, 2004 Yamaha FZ1, 2009 Suzuki DRZ 400SM, and a 2005 Kawasaki KLX 110.

MI: What is your favorite thing to do or place to go on a motorcycle?

My favorite thing to do would be drifting the Harley on a clear, flat, smooth, open parking lot somewhere.

MI: How many hours do you have into your tattoos? 

DB: Ummmm, ummmmm…..That’s spread out over a lot of years, but I would guess maybe 60-80 hours.

MI: Who were the artists who did the work?

DB: There have been several over the years. Jesse Collins has done some. Right now, I always use Jimmy Sparks at Rockstar Tattoo. He has a great shop, and a good attitude.

MI: What is your favorite tattoo?

DB: Favorite tattoo is probably the “Custom Made” tattoo on my chest. I take a lot of pride in being “different,” or “Custom,” and tend to stray away from things that would make me boring or unoriginal; if that makes sense.

You can follow Dane Britt and K&D on Facebook.

Careful of the YouTube Eyes Upon You

We are a generation of sharers. We record everything. Whether it’s a dash cam, helmet cam, bike-mounted Go Pro Cam or otherwise, we document everything we do and everywhere we go. Of course, the urge to post and share our adventures on two wheels is too tantalizing to resist, especially once the view count rises. Once you realize people are noticing, you post more hoping to repeat the success.

But are you getting the kind of attention that you really want? Are you posting viral sensations or stacking evidence against yourself?

With notoriety comes a price.

While you’re enjoying your five seconds of Internet fame, you’re handing your ass to local law enforcement on a silver platter. The more people that see your felonious activity, the higher up on the Wanted List you go. Being an outlaw may seem romantic at first, as you’re flashing the LEO’s the proverbial finger behind a Guy Fawkes mask, but once the notoriety has worn off, you become just another poor sucker behind bars.

Social media is becoming our downfall.

Some people have become wiser. We’re aware that privacy has gone out the window and we know not to post anything work-related or any content that could compromise our employment or manner of living. It’s one thing to get fired; it’s another to implicate yourself to the point of incarceration.

And such was the unfortunate consequence for poor riders such as Hector Martinez, Zack Shlief, Robert Hammond, and Randy George Scott, to name a few.

Hector thought it’d be a great idea to shut down the freeway with 300 or so of his moto buddies, do a bunch of stunts and then propose to his girlfriend. Had no one ever posted anything, it might have been a once-in-a-lifetime, gotten-away-with-it experience. The drivers stuck behind the cacophony of roaring engines and blinding smoke would have been irritated and called the police, but Hector and his fiancé could have been able to make a break for it. Alas, the spectacle was too grandiose not to share, and the video of the event quickly went viral. Not only was Hector arrested, but three of his buddies were too. In the LA Times article, it states, “This event received media attention by way of the Internet, television, various newspapers and radio stations all over the country,” the CHP said. “After a thorough investigation, four of the main individuals involved in this incident were identified.” In essence, Hector’s proposal landed him with the old ball and chain, both inside and outside of jail.

Which brings us to Zack Shlief. Zack was supposedly a Marin County Sheriff’s Officer, along with being a member of Bay Area Super Moto or BASM. During one of their many rides through the streets of the city, Zack was filmed with doing wheelies on public streets. But after an ambitious journalist located a photo of Zack standing next to a squad car, the media rained down on him hard, causing him to lose his job. Was it fair that he was targeted because he was supposedly betraying his creed to uphold the law? Or did non-riders find the perfect scapegoat to make a point for concerns of safety? Luckily, Zack only last his job. Still, for many of us, with bills to pay and a reputation that has to last us to retirement, that can be as bad as a jail sentence.

Unfortunately for Randy George Scott, a joy ride on his mother’s motorcycle cost his mom about $1500 and it cost Randy a warrant for his arrest, all because of an incriminating video he posted which depicts him riding in excess of 100 mph (supposedly near 200 mph, but you know how the media exaggerates). Had he never posted anything, he would have been like many of us who open up the throttle for just a minute when we think no one’s looking, back off, park the bike in the garage and forget it ever happened. Sorry Randy.

Last but not least, Robert Hammond from the UK landed himself in prison after cops pulled him over and pulled the memory card from his camera. His footage didn’t even make it online before he got arrested for doing wheelies and exceeding the speed limit. That almost seems like getting arrested for a lewd and lascivious act in public without ever even taking your clothes off. And for god sakes, the guy’s 60 and in my experience, those seasoned gentlemen from the UK are better riders than most of us here in the states. But put a couple of cars in his path, and suddenly he’s public enemy #1.

It seems a bit ridiculous to me to pack our already crowded jail cells with guys who like to speed and do wheelies. It almost seems by bikers incriminating themselves with their videos, they’re also handing their hard earned money over to the local court system, money that could have been used on bike parts. Bummer.

The point is for the 30% of riders that love to ride and share, there’s the 70% of the non-riding population who are annoyed with their behavior. People are fed up and the young guys who maintain a reckless riding style have ruined it for the rest of us. Now, law enforcement is doing all they can to stop it. Can you really blame them? The evidence is right there on YouTube and if police ignored it, they wouldn’t be doing their job, would they? They might even be saving motorcyclists from themselves by putting hazardous behavior in check early on. But it blows me away that some guys haven’t learned their lesson. Come on! You should know better by now!

I’m not saying not to ride fast or do stunts. By all means, please. I know it’s what I live for. I’m not saying you can’t come up with wild and crazy plans to propose to your girlfriend or boyfriend. And I’m not saying you shouldn’t film your rides. A camera can help you just as much as it can hurt you.

What I am saying is for god sakes, if you’re going to do any of the above, do it away from the general public and if you do, resist the urge to post it.

Icon Team Merc Jacket: So good, it makes you wanna pet it.

 

The Icon Team Merc jacket is so kick ass, I feel like I could sucker punch Rousey and live to tell someone about it.

The Icon Team Merc jacket is so kick ass, I feel like I could sucker punch Rousey and live to tell someone about it.

Hi guys,

This is Rachael––the not-very-famous mind behind MotoInked.com––here.

Granted, I’ve been kind of inactive lately; but today, the stars aligned so that I had a day off and optimally prime (like that?) weather that left no excuse for dusting off my FZ-07. Being that it has been a little cold these past few months, I’ve parked my bike for lack of having the proper gear, and, for lack of well, motivation.

The Nylon feels like a wet suit, only I don't surf. Sharks can have the water. I'll stick to the streets where it's safe.

The Nylon feels like a wet suit, only I don’t surf. Sharks can have the water. I’ll stick to the streets where it’s safe.

Let’s be straight.

I’m a sloth, but I’m still a rider. I’m older, but I still crave two wheels like Donald Trump craves air time. You can’t shut up a purring cross-plane kitten for too long because she stares you down like the cage-converted, traitorous homebody that you are. But parking a bike is like leaving a worn out concubine in the closet. May not use her anymore, but you still have to feed her, get my meaning?

Right now, I’m so completely stoked about the new Icon Team Merc Jacket I got from Chaparral Motorsports. Note: My parents purchased my first helmet––a retro-hail to the 80’s-Bieffe––from Chaparral when I was just an accident-prone eight years old. So yeah, visiting Chaparral is like visiting home. And bonus! This totally rad chick rider saw me browsing and I found out she rides a Suzuki GSX-R600 (hey, I used to have one of those!).

I told her what I was looking for and she deftly led me over to the Icon Team Merc jacket. She was on it. If sales were the Olympics, I’d given her a gold medal.

I needed a jacket that was warm, and waterproof, yet light and curvy-girl friendly. Everybody knows if you’re fluffy and you ride, the battle to find gear is like trying to stuff Caitlyn Jenner back in a man suit – grunts, moans and sucker punches included. Assist at your own risk. God bless the sales girl for letting me rolley-polley in and out of a few jackets before saying something.

So when I tried on the Icon Merc jacket, the softshell chassis with Nylon Reinforcement Panels really impressed me. It was so soft, I wanted to be left alone so I could rub my face on it. But I digress.

I couldn’t believe how well it fit and how light it is! Holy crap! Finally, I found a jacket that was made for riding, not just standing in front of the mirror and taking selfies. Though I’m not knocking you for flaunting it if you have it. Get it girl!

The Team Merc jacket gives me some wiggle room while providing that comfy-cozy feeling that makes me actually want to leave the house and ride all day. And I love that the jacket is waterproof! If I got caught in a downpour (that’s California for a few drops of rain), I won’t get damp. Wearing this jacket makes me amazed at how far motorcycle gear has come in the 15+ years I’ve been riding and it makes me happy that I finally got off my butt and on my bike.

Icon has always been one of my favorite brands and they’ve never let me down when it comes to fit, comfort and function. Hats off to you folks! Keep that awesome swag coming!

Now if we could only get past the pink-thing, we’d be set.

Meet 5E11EVEN: Maker of the Moto Self Portraits

Eddie B. himself (edited of course)

Eddie B. himself (edited of course)

Photographer Eddie B., a.k.a. 5e11even, is the modern marvel of the moto-self-portrait. His portraits create a masterful, digitally refined union of rider and machine. Every portrait is the perfect blend of bike life and imagination, with sci-fi inspired graphics and color that keeps the eyes wondering through the photo. His portraits are so attention grabbing, they’re accumulating more likes on Instagram than twenty-something college girls. So who is the guy behind 5e11even media? Read on to find out.

MI: Tell us about yourself.

nikkizx6r-1511: My name is Eddie B. I’m from Honolulu, Hawaii. As a digital media specialist, I have experience with web design/development, graphic/print design, photography and videography. I have been in the industry for about 10 years now, sampling each part of the digital media spectrum. I started as a web design intern at a local design studio and since then, I’ve branched into many different creative avenues, including marketing.

MI: Cool. How long have you been riding motorcycles?

rc8-guy-vanquished511: I started riding 2 years ago on a 2012 Ninja 250. Then I moved up to a 2013 Ninja 650 and am now riding a 2014 Ninja ZX-6R. Even though I haven’t been riding a while, the bike life has been a pretty awesome experience. I’ve met a lot of people because of riding and my edits.

MI: When did you start doing digital art?

511: My digital art and photography has an interesting story. After doing web development for a good seven years, my workplace needed help with content creation for marketing. I’d been shooting casually for a good three years, but not really taking it seriously (it was just a hobby) and I did a lot of car shoots for the local car scene. Since I knew how to use a DSLR, they appointed me to create content, which was mostly studio photography for products and the artwork we create.

ej-zx6rMI: Your photos are pretty amazing. What kind of camera do you use?

511: I currently shoot with a Nikon D750.

MI: What it’s like being a photographer?

511: At first I hated it because I wanted to be a web developer and not a photographer. But after doing it for a while, I kinda started to like it, as photography can be technical. I’ve found inspiration in photographers like Von Wong and Zach Arias. I learned more techniques through SLR Lounge, F-Stoppers and a bunch of YouTube channels. Now I’m shooting bikes since I’m part of the bike scene.

couplezx6rMI: Right on. How did you develop the the moto-self-portrait?

511: I am currently a college student taking college classes part-time online. I just started to dabble in Photoshop and having been playing around with photos I’ve taken. I already had the graphic design experience so I started playing with edits. I learned double exposure photography trying to combine my bike and myself. I totally failed at that and thought, “Screw it, I am gonna fake it in Photoshop!” So I did and it totally evolved from being monochrome to full color with effects. I do other edit styles as well, but it’s the portraits that have made me known.

floyed-IGMI: Sweet. Where do you get your inspiration?

511: There are a few inspirations for my graphic design/art background such as Abduzeedo, Hydro74, NoPattern and Red Spade come to the top of my head right now. Because of Instagram, I am constantly finding inspiration everywhere!

To have your own portrait made, click here for instructions.

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Christin “Oki” Voros Tells All about Racing, GirlClutch and Her Tattoos

IMG_0229She’s a tattooed, half-Okinawan riding bad ass who rules the streets of Oceanside aboard her 2008 Honda CBR600RR. She’s also road raced at Chuckwalla Valley Raceway with CVMA racing and took home some pretty admirable finishes before retiring. But Christin Voros, a.k.a. Oki, is known for more than just her racing. She’s a YouTube vlogger that goes by the name OkiHondaGirl, a cross fit junkie saved by God and an advocate for women riders through her organization called GirlClutch.

Oki started GirlClutch–which is a woman rider organization dedicated to bringing women riders together to have fun and raise money for various charities–back in 2010. After a brief hiatus (due to the racing of course) she is revamping GirlClutch to continue her passion for uniting women riders through their love of two wheels. She also has some amazing ink. We caught up with her and she told us a little about why she rides and the stories behind her tattoos.

IMG_0222MI: When did you start riding and why?

CV: I took the MSF Basic Riders Course in 2006 but didn’t get to start riding consistently until 2008. I was riding pillion with my boyfriend-at-the-time and enjoying it, when I started noticing girls riding their own bikes and thought they looked amazingly cool. For some reason, I had never considered that I could be riding my own bike instead of sitting on the back. I somehow got talked into doing my first track day in 2009. I decided to make my bike full-race/track and I raced in the Femmewalla and Amateur Middleweight classes with CVMA from September 2011 until I retired in April 2014 (I got second in the Femmewalla class championships in 2011 and finished top 10 amateur in 2013, dropping about 40 seconds on my lap times). After retirement, I eventually converted my bike back to street-legal with the help of Armando Obregon at AR Motorsports in Temecula, and started going on joy-rides again in May 2015.

Photo by Tony Mino.

Photo by Tony Mino. As featured in SportbikesIncmag.com

MI: What do you love about riding?

CV: There’s freedom in it. I compare it to how a dog feels when he sticks his head out the window, or maybe a jet fighter.

MI: I’ve heard you were quite the prolific YouTube Vlogger.

CV: I’m slowly trying to get back into vlogging haha…It’s kind of hard for me to come up with content because 1) I’m a fair-weather rider (I don’t wanna ride if it’s too hot or cold!) 2) I’m not really the type of person to put my business or opinions out there (unless asked) and 3) I ride around the same places, so content is kind of hard to come up with. Maybe it’ll be an excuse to tow my bike out somewhere and come up with some moto-adventures.

Christin racing at Chuckwalla Valley Raceway as an amateur.

Christin racing at Chuckwalla Valley Raceway as an amateur.

MI: So what’s GirlClutch about anyway?

CV: A community of women riders passionate about all types of motorcycles, who meet every month to ride, empower and support one another.

MI: What are some things in the works for GirlClutch?

CV: We’re planning to have charity or fundraising rides every quarter to benefit charities ranging from the homeless, U.S. Veterans, animal shelters, women’s health…you name it. GirlClutch is giving back to the community. I’d love to be able to make a huge impact on the lives of those who need help. But it takes help, volunteers and teamwork! “Teamwork makes the dream work!”

You may recognize this photo as a viral Facebook and Instagram sensation which features none other than, you guessed it, Christin Voros and Kimiko Donahue.

You may recognize this photo as a viral Facebook and Instagram sensation which features none other than, you guessed it, Christin Voros and Kimiko Donahue.

MI: What other organizations are you involved in?

CV: Right now, just GirlClutch. I also attend Femmewalla, an all-girl track day at Chuckwalla Valley Raceway, benefitting The Unforgettables Foundation, every year. But there is definitely room for growth. 😉

MI: How many tattoos do you have? 

CV: I think 14, if you count my sleeve by its individual pieces, 6 if you count my sleeve as one tattoo. I have gotten work done at Body Temple and About Face (both of which are in Oceanside), Chris at Absolute Tattoo in Claremont (though he’s not there anymore), Robia at Two Faced Tattoo in Fallbrook, Gary at Ace Tattoo in Ocean Beach, and Arnie at Electric Tiger Tattoo in North Park, who has tattooed the most real estate on me.

MI: Which one is your favorite tattoo? 

CV: As most of my tattoos have meaning and a story behind them, it’s hard to pick between my Okinawan folk dancer tattoo and my Phoenix; both are on the outside of my sleeve. The Okinawan folk dancer represents the fact that I’m half-Okinawan and there is something special about Okinawa that makes me feel real strong emotions and homesickness. I think the culture and history is beautiful. I have the Phoenix because it represents the beauty, strength, passion and delicacy of Jesus’s love for me, as well as my own resurrection out of depression and thoughts of suicide.

MI: Have any ideas in mind for future tattoos? 

CV: I follow an artist on IG out of Austin, TX, by the name of Andrés Acosta (@acostattoo) I would LOVE to get a motorcycle/rose hybrid tattoo by him. It’s on my bucket list 😉

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One of Oki’s Races at Chuck