Press release – To Drink the Wild Air at Moto Shop

February 12, 2012

One of the First Female Motorcycle Racers Reads from Her Memoir April 14 in South San Francisco at Moto Shop

Motorcycles, Race DVD’s, Book Reading, Book signing, music, party 

On April 14, 2012, the author of the memoir To Drink the Wild Air:  One Woman’s Quest to Touch the Horizon and one of the first female motorcycle racers in her time, Birgit Soyka, will read from her book at Moto Shop in South San Francisco. From Female Road Warrior to Spreadsheet Jockey, To Drink the Wild Air chronicles one woman’s journey of adventure, freedom, and motorcycle racing to becoming a survivor of a subsequent corporate career burn out. The program is from 6 p.m. to 10 p.m. with a social hour starting at 5pm. Moto Shop address: 325 South Maple Avenue #20 in South San Francisco.

San Francisco, CA, United States, February 13, 2012 – (PressReleasePoint) On April 14, 2012, the author of the memoir To Drink the Wild Air:  One Woman’s Quest to Touch the Horizon and one of the first female motorcycle racers in her time, Birgit Soyka, will read from her book at Moto Shop in South San Francisco.  From Female Road Warrior to Spreadsheet Jockey, To Drink the Wild Air chronicles one woman’s journey of adventure, freedom, and motorcycle racing to becoming a survivor of a subsequent corporate career burn out.

Few people live life on the edge the way Birgit has. She seizes life with both hands and eagerly anticipates the next big adventure. From sleeping on the hood of her car watching the stars twinkle across the desert night sky in Arizona to the shocking experience of being kidnapped and robbed in Mexico City, Birgit’s adventures gives readers a glimpse of her life racing along the twisting roads of untamed dreams. Audacious and honest with a healthy dose of humor, Birgit’s story is a reminder to live life to the fullest, to persevere no matter what the obstacles, and to always remain true to yourself.

Inspirational and entertaining, Birgit’s memoir recounts the journey from her wild motorcycle days in her homeland of Germany to the narrowing noose of career burnout in the United States, which left her with the question: Is this all life has to offer? It was also a wakeup call to reclaim the fearless spirit of her youth and to combine it with her sophisticated adult wisdom.

Birgit was the only female breaking into the male dominated sport of motorcycle racing in southern California, showing courage and determination to win a championship against all odds and encountering injuries, destitution, homelessness, and the threat of deportation along the way.

In 2011, 26 years later, Birgit rekindled her love affair with motorcycles when she bought a Honda CBR 600 and now feels the thrill, fascination and passion at a different age. She will compare the ‘then’ and ‘now’ of a female road racer’s psyche. The Moto Shop program is from 6 p.m. to 10 p.m. with a social hour starting at 5p. m. at 325 South Maple Avenue #20 in South San Francisco, CA 94080.

http://BayAreaMotoShop.com.

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True friendship

January 30, 2012

Last Friday I received a phone call from an old friend I haven’t seen for 27 years!!   All I heard through the cell phone lines was:  “ I will be in  San Francisco !!!!!”

TWENTY  SEVEN (27) YEARS!! This is a damn long time, and hard to grasp that it was even possible to lose touch of each other for such a long time.  Just go to Chapter 9 of “To Drink the Wild Air” and read the story of The wingspan of a free spirit. The story contains adventure, compassion, friendship and an unforgettable road trip with my run down bike. Bernie, selflessly spent a night at the General County hospital in Los Angeles with me while some doctors butchered my highly damaged foot which only hours before was mangled in a motorcycle accident. There was no one else around. I was alone in a city without mercy. But one human, I hardly knew to that time, helped out and carried a big weight in the final outcome of this miserable situation and subsequently of the course of my whole life.

Now, 27 years later on a Saturday afternoon Bernie knocked on my door, I opened the door and we started  talking like it just was yesterday. We spent a beautiful weekend roaming the beautiful Bay Area and reminiscing from the first to the last minute of his stay. Luckily this trip included his 65th birthday.

Such instances make us very aware what real friendships are all about in oppose to our many Facebook friends we painstakingly maintain to be informed and to stay “cyber technically” connected. Fortunately an old organically grown and maintained friendship delivers proof enough that it is more worth throughout a life time to know a few people in depth than knowing thousands of people superficially.

The ultimate truth is that time is relative. Those 27 years seemed like they were compressed into 48 hours but once talking about the happenings of 27 years- time revealed its true nature and intention. Twenty seven years can also be a very very long time.  Our youthful faces have made room for the lines of the infrastructure of life experience, wisdom has conquered recklessness, we all need reading glasses, our thoughts are utterly structured and we are forced to listen to the requirement of our physical bodies. 27 years leave undeniable tracks on our psyche, physical bodies and our mind. This is the human condition. Everyone will experience the same sooner or later.

Bernie, my friend, I am glad we had the opportunity to celebrate your 65th birthday together. It was an honor, great pleasure and a lots of fun.