Janelle Snowhook

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Janelle Snowhook

Join me as I adventure through life on my motorcycle! I'm exploring open roads near and far, street and dirt. My first bike was a 2003 Honda Shadaow 1100 Sabre.

I've been riding motorcycles for almost three years. I currently ride a 2023 Indian FTR Rally, and a 2022 KTM 890 Adventure R. Riding has changed my life! I've discovered so much about what I can do, and met tons of great women and men who love to do it just as much as I do. I tell my story here, talk about my riding and my journey to learn and grow. I also talk about the equipment, tools, clothing and other things that make my rides more fun, easy and just more rad! GHVHVDN4499322

08/11/2025

My Indian FTR Rally has been parked for months. Back in April, my clutch started acting up and the shop found the plates were burned. It should have been an easy fix, except it turned out the replacement part was on backorder until July 8. I sighed, shifted my summer road trip plans to my other bike (which included putting more road-worthy tires on), and counted the days.

When July rolled around, the shop gave me the worst news: there was now no ETA at all for my part. I’d been sharing my “clutch saga” with Serge Muran since it started, so when I told him that update, he basically said “hold my beer” and found me one sitting on his shelf at the S&S Cycle, Inc. team shop.

A few weeks later and I’m back at one of my favorite sunset spots, my girl beside me. The wait felt like forever, but this ride made it fade into the background.

Thank you again to Serge Muran and S&S Cycle, Inc. with your help getting me back on my FTR!

08/04/2025

Riding’s never been about content.
It’s always been about presence.

Lately it’s felt like too much.
Too much posting.
Too much thinking.
Not enough riding just to ride.

So I’m slowing down.
I’ll post now and then.
About once a week.
Maybe more if something big happens.
But only when it feels right.

No pressure.
No schedule.
Just the ride.
And whatever comes with it.

Thanks for being here while I find my rhythm again.

What kind of posts feel real to you when you’re scrolling?

08/01/2025

This is the last of the photos from this year’s Litas trip.

No big reflections today just a bunch of badass women, some unforgettable roads, and a summer weekend I won’t forget.

Already dreaming up where we’ll ride next.

07/27/2025

Sometimes the most ordinary stop becomes the moment everyone needs.

We planned this stop, but that didn’t make it feel any less necessary. It was late in the day, and we’d been grinding out freeway miles. You can only sit in one position for so long before your body starts complaining.

Gas. Snacks. Group stretches against the gas station wall. Everyone loosening up, laughing a little, knowing the day’s end was in sight.

These kinds of stops don’t seem like much, but they’re part of what makes group travel work. We check in, refuel ourselves and our bikes, and keep each other going.

07/24/2025

Unscheduled stops are sometimes the best ones.
It was hot! over 90! and Debra, who was leading, made the call. She needed caffeine, and honestly, we were all fading. So we pulled into a random rest stop and scattered our bikes, one per spot, like a string of overheated dominoes.

There wasn’t much shade, but there was water. We soaked our cooling vests, threw a little water at each other (a few soggy hugs may have happened), and took the moment to catch our breath.

We knew a cool house was at the end of the day, and dinner sooner, so we rallied, feeling better for having paused. These trips with the Litas are full of amazing views, great roads, and the occasional tiny meltdown, but it’s how we show up for each other in the in-between moments that makes this ride what it is.

Have you ever needed a break before you thought you did?
Let me know below ...and hydrate, friends. ❤️

07/22/2025

“Smoke and Magnets”

Lunch ended with… excitement.

We were suiting back up when Jasmine’s bike suddenly started smoking. Cue all of us freezing mid-gear-up like, “Wait, is that… your bike?” A quick inspection led to the culprit: her battery tender cable. Turns out it had been connected wrong for ten years and finally decided today was the day to self-destruct. The insulation was cooked, but no real damage. She ripped the thing off and we were back in business.

While that was going on, Debra had her own moment of panic: her bike key had vanished. She searched her pockets, bags, jacket, went back into the restaurant… nothing. Just as she was taking her bag apart, she realized: it had stuck to the magnet on the bottom of her tank bag. All that stress, and it never left her bike.

Two small crises, zero disasters, lots of laughter (after the fact).

What’s your best “panic turned funny” story from the road?

07/20/2025

First gas stop of the trip!

Every summer, a few of us from the The Litas - Tacoma, WA carve out a long weekend to hit the road together. It’s become a tradition, one we look forward to all year. We leave behind our daily routines and create a new kind of family for a few days: one built around winding roads, shared miles, and snack breaks that somehow stretch into full conversations.

This year, Debra, Amanda, and I started out together, and Bea and Jasmine (mother-daughter duo!) caught up with us at the first gas station. We were already missing Jolene, who couldn’t make it last-minute because she got sick, but Debra brought her along in spirit, holding up a photo so she wouldn’t be left out of the first group shot.

Not long after, we stopped beneath Ole Bolle; the wooden troll perched near Portland, to pick up Betty.

Weird roadside art, funny faces, and the feeling of being back on the road together. What more could you want?

Do you have a riding tradition that brings your group together?

07/17/2025

There’s a certain kind of tired that only comes from a full day in the saddle, the good kind. The kind where your body is spent but your spirit feels full.
We’d been riding all day and found ourselves at a crossroads... literally and figuratively. Met some other riders, swapped stories, pulled out snacks, and squinted at the map, trying to remember which road led back to camp.
No one was in a rush. It was one of those rare pauses where everything felt just right: good friends, good views, good ride.

Do you have a favorite trail break moment?

07/11/2025

Not every trip has to be about pushing limits.

This weekend at the Touratech-USA Rally looked a little different for me. With my knee on the mend, I knew the dirt miles were off the table, but that didn’t mean I’d miss out. I made new friends, caught some great talks, got fresh Motoz Tyres tires (thanks Pacific Powersports for the awesome service!) on the KTM, and soaked up the camp vibes. Sometimes it’s good to slow it down and just be where you are.

Ever had a trip turn out different than planned but still be exactly what you needed?

07/09/2025

You know it’s going to be a good trip when it starts with coffee shoved into a bike.

We were both so ready to get rolling. She kept watching my location as I made my way to her place, and instead of waiting, met me at a crossroads down the road so we could hit the highway that much faster. The coffee stop was quick; but cutting it close to the ferry, there wasn’t time to drink it. So she wedged it right there in front of her bars, because sometimes you just gotta make it work.

I knew heading out that I probably wouldn’t be riding much dirt this weekend with my cranky knee, but the rally is about way more than that. Good people, good talks, vendors, and stories you won’t hear anywhere else. And moments like this one? That’s what makes a trip.

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve had to carry on a bike because you weren’t leaving it behind?

07/07/2025

20 years ago, I was holding her in my arms. Now I’m chasing her down backroads.

My kid just turned 20, and to celebrate, I rode over for dinner and a ride along the water. It wasn’t our first time riding together, but it still feels special every time we do. Watching her pull on her helmet and fire up her own bike… it hits me how fast time moves.

I’m endlessly thankful we live close enough to do this, and even more thankful that we want to. That we’ve built a bond on two wheels, just as strong as the one we’ve had since the day she was born.

If you’ve got a family tradition or ritual that makes you smile every time, I’d love to hear it.

07/04/2025

The ride might be over, but the work never stops.

A couple days after getting home from my last trip, I loaded up my tools and headed to a friend’s shop. Dusty bikes, worn air filters, and oil ready for a change. Honestly, I was looking forward to it. I never set out to be a person who worked on motorcycles. Heck, I didn’t even set out to ride them. But one thing leads to another, and here we are.

What I’ve realized is that most things aren’t as complicated as they first seem. A little research, a few questions to people who know more than me, and a willingness to get my hands dirty usually gets the job done. I’ve always liked that part: dirt under my nails from a garden, from a trail, from a machine I rely on to carry me through the backcountry.

I’m learning as I go. No set timeline, no checklist I’m trying to chase. Just one skill building into another, one ride leading to the next. And I’m good with that.

What’s something you never planned to learn, but now you can’t imagine your life without?

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