Hi you all, I’ve been prowling your website since last year. I joined up last month, but never really hit the straps on talking back.
Got onto a thread about pets of all things, what can I say???? It just opened me up like a can of beans. Felt about 3000% better after too!!
So I thought I ‘d spill a lot more guts and see how it went.
Newbie back to biking after bout 13 years off regular.
Grew up on 50cc, then ag100, progressed to DT175, guess you can see the plot.
TS185 ( a piaggio 200px, but lets not talk of that)
Scored a Z750 in a car swap, had no full license, just one of those pieces of paper in a little book that you could renew for $14.50 every 6 months……… No worries 18 year olds are fully bullet proof….. right???
After an afternoon drinking with my cousins, decided to do a bit of a run, great ideas always come after ½ dozen beers. No leathers, shorts and tee shirt, laid the 750 down, at 120kph, trying to miss lamp post. By some fluke of nature (read angelic intervention,) I managed to pop throttle, up onto 2, swerve lamppost, down residential driveway, which was perfectly long enough to stop bike with only small impact into fence at the bottom. Long story short, sold bike next weekend and back to dirt. Least when you fall off on dirt the grazes heal shallower.
Putted around on farms, beaches, and industrial estates. Taught my future wife to ride on the beach…. Ahhhh halcyon days.
Don’ t remember if marriage or no bikes came first???? Bout the same time I reckon.
Anyway, got a boat and a dog (no not the wife, a puppy).
Little time for any thing else.
Well maybe some things.
2 kids and lots of fun later, my dog dies….. age 13.
Totally gutted me, didn’t think it would, thought I was tougher than that, but it did.
Driving the truck was just spooky!!! Kept seeing him over my shoulder, feeling him behind me.
No options left.
Wife went on school camp for 3 days, I bought a gsx250 on her first day away.
Paid for that on her return, but begging for forgiveness is a lot more rewarding than pleading for permission.
Joined up on the passrite accelerated license scheme. Loved it. What a buzz to be back into biking. The rides, the camaraderie, the exhilaration, the no dog behind you!!!
Passed required tests, and lo and behold, fully bike licensed for the first time in my life!! Now I needed a bigger bike.
Luckily first school camp of the year was in Feb…. Wahoo.
Really really wanted a monsta.
Had a play with the 900, but too serious for day to day commuting in Ak, for a newbie.
F**ker kept wheel standing when I left T/lights. Also wanted to do110 in first. Nah!!
Learnt my lesson all those years back. New goal.....never to fall off.
(Well that ‘ll have to be since last week, but it was a gravel road, and the fuc**r trying to run me over in the car didn’t even slow down, and I managed to save most of my dignity by NOT going straight under his front wheels, and settling for a comfy looking flax bush instead.)
So no 900, but the m600 looked like me.
Alas, with 3 days of camp to get a bike in, the only m600 sold a day before I could get to it. Haldanes bailed me out with a lesser known m400…. Straight from Japan.
Good but!! She looks the part, she will stand on her back legs, and I do love her.
Wife a lot less pleased this time.
Anyway, she knows, if I ‘m happy, she’ll have leverage to make me miserable, and herself happy. (I find acting miserable when she takes me to task on it, makes it a lot shorter session than when I say if that’s the way you feel now, I may as well go for a ride anyway.)
So long story short, grew up on bikes, had detour of life, got married, got dog, had kids, dog died, got bike, got nother bike. Halayewya, I am back to the fold…….
Now, about those immigrant drivers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Originally Posted by Holy Roller
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