Risk Management Magazine

I was with a group of riders out for a Sunday ride. My girlfriend was with us, riding on the back of my Honda Gold Wing. It was early afternoon and she and I decided to head back to San Antonio. Once we got back onto Interstate 10 East, I set the cruise control at 70 mph, put a CD into the player and enjoyed the ride.

Being an aviation safety officer is a tough job to have in an environment of Type A personalities that don’t respond well to criticism. In fact, these aviators may turn the other way or walk off when they see a safety officer approaching.

I’ve taken many long motorcycle trips over the past few years. On this one, however, I was caught by surprise. It wasn’t anything big — just something that had never crossed my mind.