Is motorcycling in your blood?

[sAsLEX]

One day, in secret, 'cos I knew my olds would absolutely fuckin hate it, I bought myself a CBR250.

lol same cept I got sprung by my sis with a helmet and leathers in Te Kuiti, about a month bfore my bike got here from Jap land

[Toast]

lol same cept I got sprung by my sis with a helmet and leathers in Te Kuiti, about a month bfore my bike got here from Jap land

haha. My bro found out first, but I had enough dirt on him to keep him quiet.

I ended up telling my Dad out of guilt. Went something like this:

Dad: "Yeah, old Norm had a drive of my car, reckoned it was the closest thing on 4 wheels to the power to weight ratios of his bikes...he used to race bikes...

Me: (sweet, what a great opportunity to slip it in, he just mentioned bikes)

"Speaking of bikes Dad..."

Dad: "Don't get one"

Me: "Oh, well, but..."

Dad: "Don't get one!"

Me: "I kinda, sorta, did...get one"

Dad: "Ah, fuck..."

So yeah, he took it pretty well really I thought. I also chose to drop it at during a high class event, so he couldn't really raise his voice, haha.

[UrbanMyth]

yup my dad rode bikes when i was a kid he used to tell me how awesome they are so i guess it rubbed off.Now im the one who has got him back into ti and hes loving it.Hes fucking fast to dammit on his new gsxr

[Indiana_Jones]

I got into bikes cause' of McQueen

Afterwards I learnt that my father, uncle and my grandfather all rode bikes. So I guess it is in my blood.

-Indy

[onearmedbandit]

My uncles on my mothers side of the family were either racers or restorers, my brothers rode and that's about it. I wanted to be like my brothers when I was a young 'un so getting a bike was always going to happen. Now none of my family ride, just me. I rode horses competitively when I was younger (my mother made me, but I earnt good money as a school kid competing) but always yearned to ride bikes. I remember going to horse shows being bored in the car. Mum would tell me to count horses in the paddocks we passed to pass the time, but I would count motorbikes.

After my accident she thought that was that period of my life over. When I told her I was back riding , she smiled and said she knew I would, as it 'was in my blood'.

So yes, they are.

[kickingzebra]

Hmm, Get the license on december the 16th as I recall, and get the bike on december the 24th.... So that was a bonus!

When I was a little guy, I loved nothing more than puttering around the front yard of Kevies house on the back of his bike. When I was a bit older, every so often I would get a chance to go out on farm bikes etc, and loved it.

Grandad had bikes when he was a young fella, but I never saw any evidence of that, Mum used to go on about it. Dad had borrowed a few guys bikes from work on occasion, and run about on them a bit.

In the early teen years I used to dress in lycra and race on those skinny little pedal things, but one day doing somewhere just over 100 kmph a bee flew up my nose and stung me. Stayed on, but only just, and at that speed calliper brakes don't work that well... Kinda thought, leathers weren't such a bad thing after that.

Then, in a final twist of fates tempting aroma under my nose; one day I was down at vinegar hill, just cruising around with some friends, throwing the girls in the river etc, when a couple of guys cruised down, one on a TL thou, and one on an RF 900. it just looked (and sounded) like THE life, and I had to get one!!

So back to point one, got on a farm bike of a mates, thrashed it to within an inch of its life (when I finally worked out that damn needle clutch) Did the BHS Test, and got my license. Went over the road to Phil Turnbulls and began coveting!

Downhill from there...

I suppose then it is in my blood!!!

[NhuanH]

I got into bikes cause' of McQueen

word, IJ. I still love The Great Escape.

Although Indy, the TGFCNZ (Top Gun Fan Club of New Zealand) is disappointed you did not refer to the attached.

We shall have to review your membership.

[Str8 Jacket]

My old lady rode on the back of dads bike till she was almost 8 months pregnant with me. I spent the first 8-10 years of my life travelling around in a side car and rode a small bike for a bit on the farm as a kid. Now my family hate the fact that I have my own bike. Go figure?!

[ManDownUnder]

word, IJ. I still love The Great Escape.

Although Indy, the TGFCNZ (Top Gun Fan Club of New Zealand) is disappointed you did not refer to the attached.

We shall have to review your membership.

Mate - favourite scene... the plane taking off while the GPZ hares off along the road parallel to it...

Pure mechanical romance!

[scott411]

When my mother was picked up from hospital after giving birth to me dad picked her up on the back of a John Player Norton, droped her back home to get the car so she could return to pick me up,

THey gave me an old jet star helmet when i was about 1 year old, i would not go to sleep if i did not have this on, some kids have a blankie they wouldn't give up, i had a helmet,

when dad was stuck bible sitting on a sunday, he would just go trail riding, they made up a pouch for me to lie in, this became fun and if he went riding with out me the tears would be on,

got my first bike at age 2, it had training wheels, i don;t think i had a push bike at this stage, have ridden bikes ever since, only breaks was injuries

i don't think i really had a chance but to like motorbikes

[Jonny Rotten]

i only have my mother to blame ( i mean thank) for getting me into bikes.
she was always into bikes got hers when she was 15 and still rides today..even if it is just around the farm or stealing my bike when im not looking she still rides....
mum put me on a lil mini moto when i was four at some lil track at a fair ground...she tells me i was a demon full on the throttle all the way down the straight and into the wall hahaha..... from that day on she nagged me to get my licence but being a teen at the time i could get it all i wanted to do was get a car licence STUPID STUPID STUPID.....anyway i did finally get my licence after years of stupidity.....

[avgas]

Yep all the way down, old man has ridden since way back when he was 12 and saved up for a PUSCH, Grandad had a BSA, and even me Great Grandma used to borrow the boyfriends Harley to get around in the early 1900's
My nephew is getting a minibike for his 4th birthday....2 years from now so he doesnt no it yet

[Squeak the Rat]

Actually, contrary to my original reply: Before he died, my grandfather used to recount to me his tales from the war in Egypt (the old bugger climbed the pyramids before being captured by the Germans). He was an artillery officer and used to ride around on some "dodgy eye-tie" bike with a hand gear change. Had to ride with leg sticking out to avoid serious burns from the manifold / extractors.

I think I take after that cool old coot more than any of my other rellies, so yeah it is in my blood.

[inlinefour]

Dad had a smallish bike and apparently I could be left on it for hours with the motor running, it on its centre stand and I would rev it, but could not touch the footpegs. Mum allways was horified of my road bikes and was happy to remind me how dangerous they are. Kinda ironic though as she gave me her step through at the age of 8 because she no longer wanted to ride it! Kind of just snowballed from there eh.

[John Banks]

I shared a needle with a motorcyclist...