Motorcycles and marriage

[eliot-ness]

Been married 45 years, never been under pressure from the wife to give up bikes. On the contrary, she's as enthusiastic about bikes as she was in the sixties although she had to give up riding a long time ago. The few mates I have who divorced gave up riding long before it happened. Maybe they shouldn't have given up, or possibly they had the wrong partner anyway.
As has been said before. It's a matter of give and take. I may hate sitting in the car on a beautiful day but there again, I dont think the wife is too thrilled when she watches me blast off on the bike, knowing that she'll never be able to ride again.
Pick the right partner, be prepared to compromise, and there should be no problems

[peasea]

Been married 45 years, never been under pressure from the wife to give up bikes. On the contrary, she's as enthusiastic about bikes as she was in the sixties although she had to give up riding a long time ago. The few mates I have who divorced gave up riding long before it happened. Maybe they shouldn't have given up, or possibly they had the wrong partner anyway.
As has been said before. It's a matter of give and take. I may hate sitting in the car on a beautiful day but there again, I dont think the wife is too thrilled when she watches me blast off on the bike, knowing that she'll never be able to ride again.
Pick the right partner, be prepared to compromise, and there should be no problems

Right on the button mate.

Life's a compromise; I see sunny days of biking fade away sometimes but if I'm with my kids or my lady on the beach, taking a walk around some bush or just kicking back at home it's all quality time. Balance is what it's about and when the time is my own (or with my other half, who rides) then let's rock. I had to skip to Taupo the other day (May 8th) and I took the bike, did 560k's all up, home for tea. The first 150k's was cold and foggy, nobody else in my house would have enjoyed it but I didn't care, just took it slow. The return ride was a ride made in heaven, I was alone, the road mostly my own, sun out, cool air, clear and dry. Sure I missed my other half and the kids but for a day I was my own man again.

Compromise? Yup.
Happy? Yup.

I reckon if you can't compromise you're missing out, coz you'll never see the other side.

[Oakie]

Mrs Oakie finally got her bike for good today after the little glitches were ironed out (sort of) so we hit the motorway together. Cruising the road side by side with a lane each was a real buzz...and that's after 25 years of marriage.

[Beemer]

I met my husband-to-be at at motorcycle rally so it's not like I wasn't into bikes from the start! We had our wedding photos taken with my Beemer, and I bought the Goose on our honeymoon! He would have had a new bike by now but our driveway cost more than $20K so he dipped out. But there is no way I'd ask him to get rid of his bikes unless he was too ill to ride them ever again. Life may be about compromise but not when it comes to bikes! And he still goes on rides, with and without me!