bbaaa!!! my misses is the same..... calls my bike the "DEATHCYCLE".....and a "DONORCYCLE".....as for the family part tho both my olds have there motorbike licences and my mum always nicks off with my bike when my back is turned....so i cant comment on the family not liking them.......
all i have found over the years are that people who say they are dangerous and that you might aswell run infront of a bus....shit like that...have not actually riddin a motorcycle......im sure there opinion would go from...your goin to die!!!! to....it might be dangerous but fuck its fun!!!! woohoo!!! in a very short time if they actually went for a blat on a bike
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Everyone I know (except dad) had a fat cry when I expressed my desire to get a motorbike. Dad has owned a few in his time.
They just can't stop stating "how dangerous it is". Probably because these people drive to get from A to B. They will never understand.
In your case JR it is not the bike that is dangerous, it's the rider.
If it was mandatory to do 6 months driving a bike before gaining a car license, you watch the standard of driving in NZ improve overnight. Unfortnuately the survival of the fittestaspect (the dumb ones screw up and die) is so Un-PC that it wont happen.
been riding since 1969 and only had 1 bin and been taken out twice by cars. first car vs me wrote off my wheels and he done a runner (caught him 2 weeks later) and the second ( gota be the ultimate...1/ Asian, 2/ Female 3/ a 4x4) $2000+ damage and the dam insurance wouldnt write the bike off lol
Yeh I recon the standard of driving out there is shocking, im on the road about 10 hours a day and more and more convinced drivers cant see or think beyond their windscreens.
Still a few good ones out there but I think common sence and courtesy have been superceeded by intollerance and impatience.
In saying that about cage drivers tho .... theres a lot of 2 wheelers that are also idiots ( a few occasionally get *555 rewards from me).
I cover between New Plymouth and Napier and by far the most driver complaints I lodge would be in the Hawkes Bay, they are shocking compared to Taranaki drivers.
And at present the worst drivers would be ?!?!?!!?! >>>>>>> young females closely followed by middle/late aged males.
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Everyone who talked to me when i mentioned it knew someone who'd died or got wasted on a bike, and i'd hear the stories all the time.
My mum was scared but is so soft she did her best to help me get into it... my dad (parent's are split) doesn't like the bike, but he's in ireland and i was without a bike while he was over here for my sister's wedding so I didn't hear too much (i did get to show him where i went thru a barrier though). He had a few in his day, and had a number of close calls so that's where his worry comes from. He'd never actively try stop me though.
My last gf used to worry a bit, my current gf thinks the bikes hot...
I don't pay any attention to horror stories, but after my last off i'm far more aware and carefull on the road.
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You're partly right but I also do a few k's in the course of my work. Haven't been to the Mainland since November but covered the 'Naki, BOP, Far North and Coromandel heaps since Christmas. The worst in my opinion are (call me racist) Asians. As soon as we head back to Jaffaland and get over the Bombay Hills in the south or the Brwynderwyns in the north you need to be on full alert. It's weird; Asians seem to do well academically and run successful businesses but don't seem to be able to connect the mechanicals of driving. You don't see too many Asians on bikes do you? Forethought, balance and acute awareness (on the road, anyway) don't appear to be part of their psyche. Just an observation.
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I reckon taking the girlfriend (or other dissenting individual) for a pillion ride is the trick.
When I got my bike, mum was mightily worried (wanted me to get a scooter), but I explained my reasons for bike over scooter and she had a little faith in me, and has worried a lot less as of late.
However the girlfriend was the biggest worrier. When I crashed earlier on in the piece, that was the first time I made her cry -- had a few arguments about the bike and all that. Anyway, lately she's been quite good about the bike; still worried about it, but mostly quiet about it.
Very recently though, I managed to convince her to hop on the back of the bike around our culdersack. Put new helmet on her (Dad's Christmas present -- bless that man), Quasi's cordura jacket (on the big side for me, let alone her tiny little frame), gloves, and all the other stuff. She looked hilariously ridiculous. Took her around the street ever so gently in first gear, as smoothly as I could. Asked her how she was doing and she said `fine! Let's go a bit further!'. So I took her around the quiet streets in my neighbourhood (Ambury Farm Park is just down the road, so no worries about traffic and intersections). She had an absolute ball; really enjoyed being on the back and wants to make it a regular thing (I'm still on Learner's, mind you, so riding around abandoned local streets will have to do for now). She makes a great pillion, by the way; knows instinctively how to lean with me, and balance perfectly. Feels not much different than a large backpack on the back (although she being Chinese means she only weighs about as much, anyway
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After that, it's taken a whole lot of the worry out of her mind. I think many people form this impression of bikers that we're all lunatics roaring around at 200kph scraping our knees. Now that she sees how I ride (like a nana), and also sees that I'm not wobbling around corners like a child who just got rid of the training wheels, she feels a bit more confident in me riding. Riding a 250cc single also helps; nice, mellow and relaxing, especially if I don't go over 5000rpm.
I've just got back home after riding my Harley Softail 1340 .Brought some fish and chips in Motueka and had a nice peaceful lunch beside the sea at Tapu Bay no hassels ,no public criticism,no one kicking me off the seashore,and no rain clouds in sight.I then carried on to Kaiteriteri ,then through to Marahau following the coastline around then back to Nelson via the Upper Moutere route where I stopped to enjoy a nice cold "Beer",at their local watering hole.Enjoyed it all the way today until coming back via the Stoke bypass.My hog likes to run wild like an untamed stallion.I'd just like to mention about you assholes on 4 wheels who dont get back into the left lane after they overtake and just stay sheparding with your fellow assholes on 4 wheels.If you dont want me to get past then just fuckin say so.Other than that just get out of my fuckin way. " Cheers" to you shithead
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I also am no angel,,,,,,but if the Harley had wings I'd ride it to the moon and back. !!
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