by Liz Jansen Growing up in Niagara, close to the U.S. border, it was commonplace to go “across the river” for shopping and entertainment. Any photo ID would do; a passport wasn’t necessary. Once I started traveling, especially by motorcycle,…
Category: Liz’s Stories
Almost Successful— An Ingenious Rise and Spectacular Fall
by Liz Jansen It was a bad idea from the start. Yet determination out-muscled my rationale and patience. Trudy, my Triumph Tiger, is a fantastic motorcycle, and I love almost everything about her, except getting her onto the center stand.…
Remembering A Father-Daughter Trip of a Lifetime
by Liz Jansen One year ago, Dad and I were preparing for the trip of a lifetime. For three years, I’d been on a quest, learning about my ancestors, and how their experiences had shaped me. As part of that…
Getting Perspective Right Means Using the Right Lens
by Liz Jansen “Where are you riding to this year?” It’s a question I’m commonly asked, as people know I love long-distance motorcycle travel. It was especially relevant as I was at a Horizons Unlimited meeting, attended by people who…
Honoring Yourself, Even in Retrospect
by Liz Jansen The last few months have been a time of intense editing and revisions on Crash Landing. The journey it relates has taken me back to who I am before the stories I heard about who I was.…
Shout Out to My Incredible Grandmother on her Birthday
by Liz Jansen These days I’m ensconced in editing and revising Crash Landing, which explains my sporadic posts. In case you missed it, CL’s the story of how the experiences of our ancestors shape us. It includes a motorcycle crash…
Heartbreaking Endings and Exciting Beginnings
by Liz Jansen I didn’t expect to start the first days of the year spending the last days with a dear friend. Deb and I met in fifth grade and became instant best friends. We’ve cherished that closeness our whole lives.…
Changing the Story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
by Liz Jansen Imagine my surprise when I walked into the back yard recently and discovered new denizens had taken positions around the gardens. Snow White and five of the seven dwarfs must have entered through the opening in the…
Understanding the Matter of Perspective
by Liz Jansen The young couple disembarked from the train, squinting in the bright prairie sunlight. Their clothes, tattered and threadbare, were creased and wrinkled after nearly a month of travel from the other side of the world. They too…
Encore—Following Last Year’s Ancestor Trail
by Liz Jansen Following up a life-changing motorcycle trip with an encore, especially one that doesn’t involve motorcycles, isn’t typical. But I expect it to be at least as meaningful. Next Saturday, August 5th, I’ll fly out to Alberta with…
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