Frosty and Baby Bikie were the reason that Gini relented and as of a year ago, Timothy, now aged 7, was allowed to go on the back.
It's been a slow process, starting almost like a basic handling skills course, teaching him slowly how to get on, sit right, and hold on. Moving from then to moving with the bike, around obstacle courses so he got the idea of the bike leaning, and not trying to lean for the corners; just sitting there like a sack of potatoes.
Now we're doing Wallaceville Hill, 70-80 km/hr open roads, and I'm trying to make sure that its as safe as possible. I'm still concerned that, although he has a decent Shoei helmet (Baby Bikie's old one), he still doesn't have all the protective gear. I'd like him to have leathers and decent boots and gloves as he currently wears an old vinyl WWII fighter plane style jacket, jeans and McKinlay boots, but the budget just won't swing for it. Hell, I'd like leathers myself.
Personally, I think he's ready for open road speeds, and I've done them a few times with him on the back, but I'd like Gini to be happy about it, and until we can get him some decent gear she's still going to be a bit wary of me taking him over the Rimutakas.
Best advice I can give anyone wanting to take their kids on the bike is make sure their mother is comfortable with it first, and start slowly. Teach them the basics of bike handling first.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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