Is Riding Bikes In Your DNA?

[NC]

Do other people in your family ride bikes?

Only one other person in my family has ridin a bike, and he was my Great great grandfather. He had a indian chief.

I have loved bikes since I was 2, so dad tells everyone :killingme

[Two Smoker]

My old man rides bikes. my mum has ridden bikes, but doesnt have a licence... My Grandma rode bikes, and My Great Uncle has raced bikes for the past 50 odd years....

[aff-man]

Hmm in my immediate family i am the only one. One of my uncles used to own a trail bike (used onroad) and my other uncle had a few BMW's years and years ago but other than that i'm it :eek: :spudwave:

[Coyote]

I reckon it must be. According to my mum and dad, I was able to read Car and Motorcycle brands as soon as I could talk.

[dangerous]

Do other people in your family ride bikes?

Only one other person in my family has ridin a bike, and he was my Great great grandfather. He had a indian chief.

I have loved bikes since I was 2, so dad tells everyone :killingme
Na.... just me, the black sheep

NC30...... you felling ok? thats three compleat lines and not a sweer word in em, and not a bad question either :blah:

[NC]

Na.... just me, the black sheep

NC30...... you felling ok? thats three compleat lines and not a sweer word in em, and not a bad question either :blah:


I have a mouth like a torn sack, just count your lucky stars that you haven't met me in person.

:lol:

[Jackrat]

There were no bikes in my grandfathers day but he was a mean horseman.
After him my father an all my uncles rode bikes.
My three remaining brothers ride,my youngest brother Vaughn lost his life on a bike in 1988.
I got my second name from my fathers best friend who also lost his life on a bike in 1955.
So yeah it's in the blood.
Keeping the faith. :yeah: :ride:

[SPORK]

My Great Grandfather was a motorcycle whatsamajig in WWII, and my Grampy rides bikes, my Aunty rode bikes, and now I ride bikes, so I would say it is with me... Just like the Force.

[Kickaha]

My father rode raced and crashed bikes up until the family came along,both of my brothers have owned and ridden quite a few bikes but they have none now,Ive ridden bikes on and off for 26 years.

My father now in his 60s is just about to get back into it on a 1959 BSA 650,the bike he always wanted as a boy.

[cycosis]

im a black sheep to but do it pretty well,Riding bikes that is!

[Al]

Sort of in my DNA, Dad rode and I have been riding since age of 4!

Al

[riffer]

My grandfather was a motorcyclist, my dad had bikes and taught me to ride, and I've been riding bikes since age 10 (nearly 28 years now!).

What do you reckon my boy Tim's going to do?

His dad rides, his uncle rides, both his grandfathers ride (maternal grandfather was a motorcycle traffic cop), his mother rides (but not while pregnant), his maternal grandmother pillions, and there's a motorcycle at home.

Tomorrow he's learning how to take the carbies off an FZR750R, and adjust the steering head, and replace a brake rotor...

No hope for the boy really is there? :bleh:

Don't know about DNA, but environment definitely has something to do with it.

[NC]

My grandfather was a motorcyclist, my dad had bikes and taught me to ride, and I've been riding bikes since age 10 (nearly 28 years now!).

What do you reckon my boy Tim's going to do?

His dad rides, his uncle rides, both his grandfathers ride (maternal grandfather was a motorcycle traffic cop), his mother rides (but not while pregnant), his maternal grandmother pillions, and there's a motorcycle at home.

Tomorrow he's learning how to take the carbies off an FZR750R, and adjust the steering head, and replace a brake rotor...

No hope for the boy really is there? :bleh:

Don't know about DNA, but environment definitely has something to do with it.


Heh I got taught how to cut things with sharp knives and torture people when I was young. I haven't used those lessons yet...

[NC]

Tomorrow he's learning how to take the carbies off an FZR750R, and adjust the steering head, and replace a brake rotor...

No hope for the boy really is there? :bleh:

Don't know about DNA, but environment definitely has something to do with it.



PS

I wish my dad loved bikes as much as I do, I hassled my dad for 15 years to buy me a bike.. He caved in... :killingme weak, I tells yah. Weak!

[Yamahamaman]

DNA has nothing to do with it - unless I am adopted :buggerd:

[badlieutenant]

as far as i know im the only one apart from my dad who stopped after the first jap bike he owned got taken out by a truck with him on it, crushed wrist that still looks funny. :gob: and i also suspect he was a one of those people who rode for the image.
Im not sure its genetic to ride bikes but more likely theres a gene marked for taking risks.
Maybe if we look around our families to see who did all the risky stuff, sky diving, climbing, flying etc.

[Yamahamaman]

Maybe if we look around our families to see who did all the risky stuff, sky diving, climbing, flying etc.

Hmm, I must be an adoptee. The family I know are all boring farts. I scuba dive, I ride motorcycles, and oh, the scariest thing is, I reside in Auckland.

[Deano]

Most of my uncle's had fast cars back in their day, and one uncle and my dad were into bikes.

My nana says that Malcolm Campbell (Bluebird ) was her great uncle or something or other, so speed is perhaps in the blood. Although I think it is more likely the risk taking gene or adrenalin junkie syndrome taking effect, as it is not only speed that fuels my fire.

[et al]

Good and Interesting Topic. Three of my sons ride bikes so guess you could say it is in the DNA although none of my parents or siblings have ever rode. I think exposure to bikes could be the biggest factor in deciding whether anyone is going to give it a go because my sons grew up with me always having a bike - they would come pillion often to sport/school etc so just became a natural thing for them. I am not sure what lead me towards bikes however I can remember from a very young age being fascinated by the sounds coming (lived a couple blocks away) from the Cemetry Circuit once a year.

[Yamahamaman]

Oh and my best friend's nephew is the chief mechanic for Valentino Rossi. Now, he shares the same surname of my (supposedly) great grandmother.

Yes, more trivia.

Gotta get those posts up :niceone:

[badlieutenant]

is it just kiwis that make the world smaller ? :beer:

[Motu]

My father rode a moped,I remember he stripped them down and painted the frames hanging from the carport roof.He rode a moped because it was too expensive to use a car everyday.My uncle kept an Aerial 500,most likely the Red Hunter,under our house for years,I just loved to sit down on the dirt floor and look at it - black and chrome and red and big and levers and cables and smells and the big noise when they started it,like looking at a caged tiger - scary,but I so wanted to touch it.

Just reading the story of her early life that my mother left us - she says her father had a BSA,her older brother also had a bike and he would take her on the back...then she exclaims ''my grandkids ride their own bikes! so the love of bikes has gone down the generations''...that's her words.That's 4 generations...

Guess you're right Ruth...

[Marknz]

im a black sheep to but do it pretty well,Riding bikes that is!

Pretty Well!?! Ladies & Gentlemen... there's an understatement if you ever read one :sneaky2:

[Bob]

My father rode bikes, both as a civilian and in the Army (he was in the Royal Transports Corps in WWII). My brother also rode a bike for a short time.

My wife (who also rides) has biking in her family as well. Her late uncle rode - it was his memory I understand that was a big factor in her learning to ride. Her father, I'm led to believe, rode a scooter at some stage (though I really cannot visualise him on one!)

[SPman]

My grandfather had bikes in the 20's - mainly Harleys and a BSA.
Dad rode and raced iup to WW2 - Had an Ariel Red Hunter - 104mph timed on Foxton beach, 3 up standing on the bike down Johnsonville main street and Wellington - New Plymouth in 4 hours flat! not bad for 1939! - gravel roads - Ngaraunga gorge and all. Guess thats where the hoon factor comes from!.

[parsley]

I remember the excitement of riding on the back of my Dad's Honda when I was a nipper. Great days...

My mother's family all seem to ride horses (they're from farming country). I wonder if it's the same gene? Personally I've never felt comfortable around horses after seeing a man get his stomach kicked open by a New Forest pony when I was 5, but the rest of the family keep telling me how dangerous bikes are. Now correct me if I'm wrong, but I've never heard of a bike injuring someone when the rider walked behind it...

[dhunt]

Both my grandfathers rode bikes at various stages, My Mum and Dad both have licenses and have riden bikes, and I've got 1/2 dozen uncles with bikes and plenty of cousins into bikes so I guess there isn't much hope for me is there!

[pete376403]

My dad had road bikes (Indian Super Chief among others) and he also rode speedway at the Kilbirnie track, on a bike built by Len Southward (Harley peashooter frame, Indian single made from a V twin with the back cylinder removed and the magneto mounted on a plate over the hole). I recall him telling me how he would ride this bike to the track from his home in Wadestown, and ride it home again after the meetings. Things were different in those days. His uncle, who was much the same age as him, also had numerous bikes. The last one, which we inherited, was a 350 Douglas, complete and rideable. That bike is now at (or should be) on permanant loan to MOTAT.
Anyway, back to family, my mother didn't ride and absolutley hated the idea of me having a bike. So any genetic disposition to riding is very one-sided.

[ben444]

Nope. Had to learn everything the hard way(got bruises to prove it). My family wasn't into bikes, they said I could get one when I left home..., so I left home. I think they've gotten soft now though. My younger bro has a CBR thou (rides like an idiot), and they are thinkin of getting a bike for my other bro cos it's a cheaper mode of transport. Damn, being the oldest... :doh:

[Dodgyiti]

I like to think my motorcycle interest is the perfection of 3 generations of mechanics and engineers
Grandfather- marine, diesels
Father- mechanic pertol/ diesel
Me- hoon

[Dodgyiti]

I like to think my motorcycle interest is the perfection of 3 generations of mechanics and engineers
Grandfather- marine, diesels
Father- mechanic petrol/ diesel
Me- hoon

[DEATH_INC.]

My grandfather on Mum's side rode,My auntie rides,I know my dad and his brothers all rode,a couple of my cousins ride,and my brother rides.
I wanted a motorbike from when I was a wee nipper,almost as long as I can remember.....

[NC]

Pretty Well!?! Ladies & Gentlemen... there's an understatement if you ever read one :sneaky2:


:lol: :whistle:

[NC]

My grandfather on Mum's side rode,My auntie rides,I know my dad and his brothers all rode,a couple of my cousins ride,and my brother rides.
I wanted a motorbike from when I was a wee nipper,almost as long as I can remember.....


Heh I used to break my neck trying to lean out of the car so I could wave at all the bikers. Clumbing over the rest of the family.

So when ever lil kids wave at me, I aways wave back. It's so cute when you get a massive wave and a huge grin :niceone: And you know that you have made their day.

[Storm]

I have been on dirt bikes since I was 6/7, my dad rode, my uncles all rode, and I lived on a farm, so it was all a pretty logical progression from there I spose :spudbooge

[Ms Piggy]

As far as I know no-one in my family until my sister and I have been into Motor bikes majorly. My Grandad & Grandmotrher would've ridden them in farm work I assume but my sister and I are the 1st to own them & love them.

[jrandom]

My Great Grandfather was a motorcycle whatsamajig in WWII

My grandfather rode a bike all the way up Italy in '43, taking turns with the other operators in his radio truck.

But apart from that I can't really say I have riding in the blood. I'm descended from a long line of fat, timid Bavarian merchants. I even have a 14-century family crest that basically means "we're fat, timid Bavarian merchants".

[Edit: that was my *maternal* grandmother in Italy. If anyone found those paragraphs slightly confusing.]

[NC]

. I even have a 14-century family crest that basically means "we're fat, timid Bavarian merchants".




Ah Wicked :D

Our family doesn't have a crest, we have a castel in France.

[KATWYN]

Im not sure its genetic to ride bikes but more likely theres a gene marked for taking risks.


I tend to agree with that theory.

(I think ) there is definitely a degree of the risks we take as well. (ie) you won't catch me doing a skydive

[Joni]

My uncle used to race, I went with him on the track when I was about 6. He was pretty reponsible and took it easy - but I knew that was something I wanted to do, and did... pretty cool the first time I was on a starting line... he was damn proud of me as well, I came last the first time!!! hehehe

So to answer my question if my uncle means its genetics - then yes!!

[FROSTY]

Kike celtics lil fella baby bikie never really stood a chance. From before birth he was around bikes. He was in my gargre in his swing watching me when he was 6 months old. His dad rides his mum used to ride . His grandparents carted his dad around in a mororbike and sidecar.
Hes been riding on my bike since he can remember so what chance did he have

[parsley]

But apart from that I can't really say I have riding in the blood. I'm descended from a long line of fat, timid Bavarian merchants. I even have a 14-century family crest that basically means "we're fat, timid Bavarian merchants".
My family crest in England has the Latin motto "Flourescat" - he is flourishing. I've never been quite sure if it means that the family's doing quite well or if we like waving things around.

[MotoGirl]

It has to be in my genes. We go nowhere without a motor!
My whole family ride motorbikes - 2 parents, my sister and her hubby, and
myself and Mr Banana man.

[StoneChucker]

I had to steal someone elses jeans! No-one in my whole and extended family rode bikes, from what I remember. Also, both parents forbid it right up until the age I could afford to buy one myself :blah: Their whole case was something about it being dangerous. It's not dange... oh, nevermind :blah:

I know my dad has been pillion a few times in his life, and I also know he knows the great feeling from riding bikes, from his pillion stories, and the way he looks at my bike :niceone:

I am grateful that I HAD to wait until 22 to get my first bike (with the smidgeon more maturity I had then, as apposed to being 16), since before then I fear I MAY have become another road statistic.

[cycosis]

Pretty Well!?! Ladies & Gentlemen... there's an understatement if you ever read one :sneaky2:
Cheers mate.I think its my disrespect for the law that really motivates me.I like to rebell against any one who tries to spoil my fun.Cant ride at the speed limit how boaring and theres no race tracks down here.The council should do something about that if they want safer roads.

[LB]

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I'm the only one in my family who rides. My brothers went shares in an old BSA 350 when I was about 5, but I don't really remember it, and don't recall ever having pillioned on it.

Apparently one or two of my uncles had bikes way way back but it was a form of transport for them I think, and they didn't have them when I came on the scene.

I decided when I was at college that I wanted to get a bike - not sure why, but the urge just got stronger and stronger despite my parents not wanting me to get one. They bought me my first one soon after I left school, thinking a month or two in a Waikato winter would get the bug out of my system.

The bug is still there but I don't want a cure thank you very much.
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[Her_C4]

It has to be in my genes. We go nowhere without a motor!

Same.

My father and both brothers were into bikes - or anything with a motor really.

I was raised on stories of my father and his brother riding around on their bikes 2 up with broken limbs out either side of the bike, whilst a third brother raced them - to races between them in ripping apart the engines on the kitchen table and putting them back together again.

Both my brothers had bikes and (road and trail) and if I promised not to tell dad that they had ripped the baffles out and careered noisily around the neighbourhood, I was rewarded with a ride on the trail bikes.

As a teenager I always got the best deal as my brothers used to go up in the Port Hills with their (very good looking) mates - with very nice, very big bikes, and they always had to take me as pillion.... They used to get up to some bloody stoopid stuff in and around those hills but even though I was dumped on my arse more than once - I loved every minute of it.

[Blakamin]

Also, both parents forbid it right up until the age I could afford to buy one myself :blah: Their whole case was something about it being dangerous. It's not dange... oh, nevermind :blah:


i know that feeling... my old man would even let me ride a push-bike when i was 14.... (so I went and bought a car and hid it around the corner) :msn-wink:

[vifferman]

I can't really credit my family for getting me into bikes - it was my best friend's family. His dad used to race bikes in NZ and Europe in the 50s, and when I was about 12, they bought a BSA 250 Star, and that was followed by many other bikes. At one stage, their was 6 bikes in their gargre: one roadbike for each of the three boys, plus a Manx Norton, a TZ250 and a Kawasaki F7. So my interest in bikes was peaked by exposure to all this interesting machinery, and I soon became obsessively interested.
Strangely enough, unlike me, none of the family seem to have retained an interest in bikes, and haven't owned one for over 20 years.

My Dad did have a bike (a Douglas) in his youth, and if it wasn't for this, I would never have been allowed to buy my first bike. But Dad sided with me to talk Mum around, and my parents even helped finance my first bike.
Dad learned to ride on a bike his father had, one which was commandeered during WWII and that he was in charge of. It was a BSA650 single, and my father thought he was doing well during his first ride, until he discovered no-one had explained the brakes to him! Luckily, the fence he crashed through slowed him down enough that he wasn't hurt. :shit:
My father-in-law also had a bike: a Velocette he bought as cheap transport after moving to NZ from the Netherlands. After seeing a restored one in a bike mag I had, he wished he'd kept it!
My father didn't show a lot of interest in my bikes, and was somewhat bemused by my choice of second bike - a Honda MT250 Elsinore. He thought the whole trailbike thing was a fad, and wouldn't last. He did, however, borrow my CB175 to get to work on one day when I was sick, and the car was in the dock for repairs. I think it probably scared the crap out of him, as he hadn't been on a bike for nearly 30 years, and it was markedly different from what he was used to. Dunno whether it was the lefthand gearchange, or the awesome power, but he looked a bit shakey afterwards.

So when ever lil kids wave at me, I aways wave back. It's so cute when you get a massive wave and a huge grin :niceone: And you know that you have made their day.Yeah, I love that. I was following a stationwagon to work a couple of weeks back, and the two little boys in the boot were obviously interested in what was following them, so I gave them a wave. Man - you should have seen how animated and excited they became! It made my day. :)

[NC]

Yeah, I love that. I was following a stationwagon to work a couple of weeks back, and the two little boys in the boot were obviously interested in what was following them, so I gave them a wave. Man - you should have seen how animated and excited they became! It made my day. :)


Hehe kids are soooo coot :)

[ching_ching]

I must have inherited some kind of recessive biking gene that's been dormant within my family for ages kinda like a herpes simplex 10 virus I suppose you can say.

I'm the only one in my family that rides which is all the more amazing cause when I was young, I was absolute shaite when it came to riding bicycles.

:bye:

ching

[SPman]

Bestfun's brothers both rode motocross, her mother rode a moped and her father had a Brough Superior. So it has to be in her genes.

[Pwalo]

Do other people in your family ride bikes?

Only one other person in my family has ridin a bike, and he was my Great great grandfather. He had a indian chief.

I have loved bikes since I was 2, so dad tells everyone :killingme

In the genes, no doubt. My Dad still has an old, currently being restored Royal Enfield (I think he even managed a bit of dispatch riding in his CMT days). He took me for my first ride on the back of a BSA Spitfire when I was five.

Two of my younger brothers spent a few years road racing, and we all rode through our teenage and early twenties, although I'm currently the only oe regularly riding (jobs, kids etc).

On my mother's side of the family it's folklore that my great aunts use to ride the shop delivery bikes back in the 40's.

Both sides of the family come from Wanganui, and my uncle had a Suzuki (of course) shop back in the 70's, so I guess in the genes and the enviroment. Aah the smell of WD40, swarfega, and two stroke oil, mmmmmmmmmm.

[flipper]

I had a horse. My father had a horse. My Grandfather had a horse. My greatgrandfather had a horse. My greatgreatgrandfather had a horse. etc etc. (Except my brother, he had a sheep.)

[NC]

I had a horse. My father had a horse. My Grandfather had a horse. My greatgrandfather had a horse. My greatgreatgrandfather had a horse. etc etc. (Except my brother, he had a sheep.)

So your part horse and your nephew is part sheep???? :Pokey: