I have one of the coolest fathers on the planet. Because of my Dad (and Mom) my siblings and I got to have the most enjoyable childhood. We had vacations amongst Himalayan peaks and my dad took us for epic motorcycle rides. Even though, we took it for granted at the time, I am glad that he would choose the motorcycle over the car when he took us out. I will never forget maneuvering heavy Pakistani traffic and having absolute confidence in his driving. I think Dads are the only people who get that blind confidence. Those motorcycle rides trained me for all the biking I was to do in adulthood.
Here are some more pictures of my Dad being a total bad ass. None of these photos are mine because most of them were taken before I picked up the camera.
