At that moment, I realized I was yearning for something more.

This was undoubtedly one of the most challenging times I’ve faced in my life.

When I clicked ‘yes’ and reached out to Alan, I had no idea he would soon become my partner—in fact, he still is today.

The thrill of the cool night air, the gentle hum of the engine, and the closeness of having Alan between my legs was both exhilarating and romantic.

Bridget and Alan enjoying their time in Romania. Source: Supplied

The cool night air, the purr of the engine and squeezing Alan between my thighs was exciting and romantic.

Bridget and Alan in Romania. Source: Supplied

Motorcycle adventures quickly became central to our relationship.

Amid my routine as a single mum and the difficulties of my daily life, this was an escape.

Over 200,000km across 45 countries

The moment we got home, we knew we had to do it again.

A stop in Senj, Croatia. Source: Supplied

Now, Alan and I have ridden two-up (on one motorcycle) over 200,000km across 45 countries — recently arriving home from our fourth big trip, which took eight and a half months.

Living on our motorbike has become normal for us.

‘Focus or die’

When I started riding a motorcycle solo, it felt like “focus or die”.

There’s only room for thoughts about the road ahead.

Community and camaraderie

Even when I’m cold, tired, hungry, cranky and sleeping in a tent on the road, I never think of giving up my lifestyle for a safe, comfortable one.

Bridget on a motorcycle trip in Italy during a heatwave. Source: Supplied

Alan and I say to each other that when we can’t manage two-wheeled bikes, we’ll just get three-wheeled ones.

We met an 88-year-old fellow rider on the road last year and he was still riding strong.

The time will come when we can’t continue riding. But we’ll deal with that when we get there.

‘The petunias can wait’