So I found out today my best mates dad used to be a hardcore biker but he hadnt been on a motorcycle since his first wife!! I've known him for ages and only just now found this out. He told me they had just gotten married and he decided to take her on a motorcycle trip up to the mountains. It was a 45minute ride (her first). The idea was to get up in the rockies, do a little dancing and drinking over the weekend and generally have a blast. When they got there she promptly got off the bike and refused to talk to him for the weekend. Apparently, she had been terrified the whole way up and was frozen in fear. When it got to sunday she hired a taxi and had it drive her all the way home. When he got home she told him it was either the bike or her. He sold the bike. They got divorced anyway a few months later. He hadnt been on a motorcycle since. The look in his eyes as he told me this story almost made me want to cry....it was just so wistful and full of nostaliga. The end of his story: "That was the biggest mistake I ever made......if only I had kept that bike!"......
So it got me thinking. Anybody thats been riding a long time probably has a similar story. Some bike, maybe their very first, they wish they had never got rid of. Lets hear the story about the one bike, of all the bikes you have owned in your life, that you'd have back above all others.....and lets hear the story of how you parted ways!! Post 'em up.
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