Simple Question for all bikers.........................
Discussion
WHY YOU LIKE BIKES?
ME, I have always lived watching them on TV. but had that problem of mother and then wife not liking bikes. My dad died on a bike just before I was born. So a good reason to worry.
but after getting the wife into the long way round and OCC over the years,
I just said
" can I take my DAS"
she said
" yes"
But she told me after I did my CBT the day before my DAS " I thought you would hate it"
I said
"no I loved it"
"bo
ocks"
Said the wife
And the story begins of my love for bikes and riding
So whats your story???
ME, I have always lived watching them on TV. but had that problem of mother and then wife not liking bikes. My dad died on a bike just before I was born. So a good reason to worry.
but after getting the wife into the long way round and OCC over the years,
I just said
" can I take my DAS"
she said
" yes"
But she told me after I did my CBT the day before my DAS " I thought you would hate it"
I said
"no I loved it"
"bo
ocks"Said the wife
And the story begins of my love for bikes and riding
So whats your story???
r5gttgaz said:
Dad used to take me to race meets and let me help him clean his bikes from an early age, on to field bikes at about 11yrs and always had a bike since.
I wish I had a male when I was growing up who loved bikes ro rode themMy grandad ride a BSA and BMW's but was not allowed to really show much intrest when I was young
RemaL said:
r5gttgaz said:
Dad used to take me to race meets and let me help him clean his bikes from an early age, on to field bikes at about 11yrs and always had a bike since.
I wish I had a male when I was growing up who loved bikes ro rode themMy grandad ride a BSA and BMW's but was not allowed to really show much intrest when I was young
The big black Nortons in the British Championships were captivating viewing for me in the late 80`s which probably sowed the seeds....after the odd foray with little dirt bikes & chicken chasers in my early teens, I aquired a Kawasaki KX125 at around 19 & loved it...I had been going through cars at a horrendous rate which were failing to take the punishment of teen abuse without large parts bills...If I remember, a little magazine came out called Grey bike which was a mag dedicated to the importing of Japanese home market bikes to the UK...stuffed full of little gorgeous RVF`s & changed my passion for cars into bikes....First bike after the DAS was a Bandit 12....a couple of big oil cooled 1100 Suzuki`s were added to the stable with the Ducati being the tool to live out my racing fantasies.
Edited by FM on Thursday 15th November 20:32
growing up in Ireland I was banned from bikes (my dad had one). So at 14 or so I secretly bought an off-road shed (XT 250) and fell off rather a lot in fields and never on the road (no helmet/boots or gloves and was always laughing when I got up!). 5 years ago did my direct access, got a zxr400 then after 3 years of laughs, bought a SP-1.
I love bikes for the thrills, the speed, the danger & the responsibility that brings. I love cars too, but bikes are far more of a challenge. I really feel like I am just starting to learn about bikes.
One thing I don't like about bikes is all the daft advice you get from fellow bikers, most of it is rubbish!
shane
I love bikes for the thrills, the speed, the danger & the responsibility that brings. I love cars too, but bikes are far more of a challenge. I really feel like I am just starting to learn about bikes.
One thing I don't like about bikes is all the daft advice you get from fellow bikers, most of it is rubbish!
shane
Always fascinated by bikes but my parents wouldn't let me have one.
Lived on the Isle of Man for 8 years and really wanted to take my test but the time was never right and I was always a bit worried about the dangers.
Had a bit of a health scare a while back and thought that if I didn't do it then, I never would - so I did at 49.
Did the theory, CBT and Direct Access and love it.
Very addictive and everyone is really friendly. You meet up with so many different people who all share this very special interest.
I'm just so glad that I finally did it!
Lived on the Isle of Man for 8 years and really wanted to take my test but the time was never right and I was always a bit worried about the dangers.
Had a bit of a health scare a while back and thought that if I didn't do it then, I never would - so I did at 49.
Did the theory, CBT and Direct Access and love it.
Very addictive and everyone is really friendly. You meet up with so many different people who all share this very special interest.
I'm just so glad that I finally did it!
As a kid I always liked bikes, always pretended my bicycle was a motorbike, even had my grandad's old 'piss-pot' lid as my race helmet.
My Dad, who raced a Manx Norton 500 back in the day, bought me my first bike at 15 and 30 years later I'm still at it. I never had any anti-bike stuff pushed on me by my family, although my Grandmother once advised me to 'only ride in 1st gear'
bless her.
Now my kids have a motocrosser and quad to ride around the garden on, funnily I'd prefer they didn't want to ride as adults (but then there's lots of things I've done that I don't want my kids doing) but what will be, will be...
My Dad, who raced a Manx Norton 500 back in the day, bought me my first bike at 15 and 30 years later I'm still at it. I never had any anti-bike stuff pushed on me by my family, although my Grandmother once advised me to 'only ride in 1st gear'
bless her. Now my kids have a motocrosser and quad to ride around the garden on, funnily I'd prefer they didn't want to ride as adults (but then there's lots of things I've done that I don't want my kids doing) but what will be, will be...
Way, way back it started with a myriad of old heaps in the local woods. I then had bikes for ever. I don’t think there’s ever been a time when I haven’t had at least one.
In my young day I actually thought I’d never need a car, such was my love of bikes.
Over the years as work progressed and company car came and went, the bikes became less of a lifestyle and more of a weekend thing.
After travelling the only job I could get was my dream job, or so I thought. A London despatch rider
What could be better than getting paid to race around the city and across the country on a bike? Problem is, you tend to hit the tarmac and other heavy objects a lot, plus push the limits of the law. I eventually and inevitably got banned and had to move on 
Probably best as I’m still alive.
After a while the opportunity arose to start my own bike shop (along with another PHer). This worked great for a while, but we got a bit too big, too quick and got hit with a few bits of bad luck which ended up in the termination of that.
Afterwards, although always owning several bikes, I only really used them to go to races or into the city centre occasionally etc. but never for fun. I think I’d overdosed on them after the couriering and shop and just couldn’t be arsed with bikes for a while.
A new London job got me reluctantly back onto a bike and I immediately loved it all over again. I was soon honing around as if I had my radio and bag again
Several years later and I’m still loving the commute. I don’t really get involved in the biking scene anymore and very rarely ride just for the fun of it. When I do get on the bike, I love it like I always have. Nothing much comes close to the feeling of hacking through the traffic, or getting your knee down on an inappropriate bike or wasting much more exotic machinery.
I used to be a completely hedonistic lunatic on a bike and never had less than 9 points on my licence for about 15 years. Age, responsibilities and the social unacceptability of road going silliness have all conspired to slow me down now. I often find myself scorning the new breed of racy young pups for doing exactly what I did up until very recently. Probably because I can see what can and often will happen and know how hard metal and tarmac can be.
Anyway. I’ve always been into bikes and now, although much less so, I can still never see me being without at least one bike in service
In my young day I actually thought I’d never need a car, such was my love of bikes.
Over the years as work progressed and company car came and went, the bikes became less of a lifestyle and more of a weekend thing.
After travelling the only job I could get was my dream job, or so I thought. A London despatch rider
What could be better than getting paid to race around the city and across the country on a bike? Problem is, you tend to hit the tarmac and other heavy objects a lot, plus push the limits of the law. I eventually and inevitably got banned and had to move on Probably best as I’m still alive.After a while the opportunity arose to start my own bike shop (along with another PHer). This worked great for a while, but we got a bit too big, too quick and got hit with a few bits of bad luck which ended up in the termination of that.
Afterwards, although always owning several bikes, I only really used them to go to races or into the city centre occasionally etc. but never for fun. I think I’d overdosed on them after the couriering and shop and just couldn’t be arsed with bikes for a while.
A new London job got me reluctantly back onto a bike and I immediately loved it all over again. I was soon honing around as if I had my radio and bag again
Several years later and I’m still loving the commute. I don’t really get involved in the biking scene anymore and very rarely ride just for the fun of it. When I do get on the bike, I love it like I always have. Nothing much comes close to the feeling of hacking through the traffic, or getting your knee down on an inappropriate bike or wasting much more exotic machinery.
I used to be a completely hedonistic lunatic on a bike and never had less than 9 points on my licence for about 15 years. Age, responsibilities and the social unacceptability of road going silliness have all conspired to slow me down now. I often find myself scorning the new breed of racy young pups for doing exactly what I did up until very recently. Probably because I can see what can and often will happen and know how hard metal and tarmac can be.
Anyway. I’ve always been into bikes and now, although much less so, I can still never see me being without at least one bike in service
Right then...!!!
Have always loved speed. Fast cars, sports bikes. However, I was always pushed away from bikes by the old man during mt early years. No-one in the family had one. As I've grown up, I've always wanted one, but never got round to it. THEN, one evening the (now ex) Mrs and I had a bar-bee. Our neighbour (KIWI_UK) came home from a party and joined us for a few late beers. I remarked on how nice his RSVR was, and that I'd love to have a go. He arranged it there and then. Bearing in mind I'd had around 850,000 beers that night, the next morning I was oblivious to the whole conversation....that was until he knocked on the door holding all the leathers. His Mrs actually had to show me how to get on!!
Well, after 2 seconds I was hooked and did my DAS etc in the next month or so. So, at the age of 34 I got my first bike GSXR600. A few stacks and 2 years down the line, here I am.... loving it. Cannot beat the speed.
Top gear the other night - Clarkson banging on about you've never experienced acceleration like it, refering to that T1 or whatever it was. I was thinknig, "yes I have...everyday mate"!!
Have always loved speed. Fast cars, sports bikes. However, I was always pushed away from bikes by the old man during mt early years. No-one in the family had one. As I've grown up, I've always wanted one, but never got round to it. THEN, one evening the (now ex) Mrs and I had a bar-bee. Our neighbour (KIWI_UK) came home from a party and joined us for a few late beers. I remarked on how nice his RSVR was, and that I'd love to have a go. He arranged it there and then. Bearing in mind I'd had around 850,000 beers that night, the next morning I was oblivious to the whole conversation....that was until he knocked on the door holding all the leathers. His Mrs actually had to show me how to get on!!
Well, after 2 seconds I was hooked and did my DAS etc in the next month or so. So, at the age of 34 I got my first bike GSXR600. A few stacks and 2 years down the line, here I am.... loving it. Cannot beat the speed.
Top gear the other night - Clarkson banging on about you've never experienced acceleration like it, refering to that T1 or whatever it was. I was thinknig, "yes I have...everyday mate"!!
At the age of 15 a mate and I were hitch hiking back home from a disco at about 1:30am when we were offered a lift by a bloke on a Norton Commando 750 fastback. We had no helmets, no jackets and the bloke on the front was probably drunk but we went down the local bypass at about 100mph with all three of us on the bike and I can still remember the adrenalin rush to this day.
When I told my mum the next morning what had happened and that I wanted a motorbike she made the statement that "No one in this family will ever own one of those dangerous machines"! Well, I’m an awkward bastard and will always do exactly what I am told that I can’t do if I can’t see a good reason why I shouldn’t do it. At that point my mum and dad were getting divorced and were doing everything possible to p1ss each other off so a carefully worded request to my dad, pointing out my mums objections, resulted in a Honda SS50 moped for my 16th birthday.
I still get that same adrenalin rush every time I ride a bike and it still p1sses my mum off!
When I told my mum the next morning what had happened and that I wanted a motorbike she made the statement that "No one in this family will ever own one of those dangerous machines"! Well, I’m an awkward bastard and will always do exactly what I am told that I can’t do if I can’t see a good reason why I shouldn’t do it. At that point my mum and dad were getting divorced and were doing everything possible to p1ss each other off so a carefully worded request to my dad, pointing out my mums objections, resulted in a Honda SS50 moped for my 16th birthday.
I still get that same adrenalin rush every time I ride a bike and it still p1sses my mum off!
Bikes are just far, far so much more fun than cars.. the whole biking scene, the people, the meets are so much more interesting..the racers are accessible and not quite up their own asses as much as the car boys appear to me...I was lucky enough to meet Randy Mamola (quite)few years ago and got a picture of him sitting on my NS400 whilst Kevin Swchantz(spelling?) took the piss out of my qtr mile times(this was at Santa pod), all of us laughing and joking like a couple of 5 year olds, bikes make you like that, I just cant see that happening with some F1 driver
and then theirs the whole traffic thing...would I get out of bed to drive a car thru central London and then on to Brighton for a meet like the Ace cafe run? No way..but a bike makes it an easy and enjoyable trip..
Heck, there even cheap to buy, run and own compared to a "sports "car..let alone the difference in performance, car owners, generally, have to wank over EVO mag to gain an understanding of real acceleration and speed..the average sports bike rider, for a few grand outlay can experience it his/her self.
...and they make me just as excited to go out on at 40 years of age as they did when I was 16! Love em and will never be without one
and then theirs the whole traffic thing...would I get out of bed to drive a car thru central London and then on to Brighton for a meet like the Ace cafe run? No way..but a bike makes it an easy and enjoyable trip..
Heck, there even cheap to buy, run and own compared to a "sports "car..let alone the difference in performance, car owners, generally, have to wank over EVO mag to gain an understanding of real acceleration and speed..the average sports bike rider, for a few grand outlay can experience it his/her self.
...and they make me just as excited to go out on at 40 years of age as they did when I was 16! Love em and will never be without one
I wasn't all that interested in bikes to be honest.
Earlier this year my brother wanted to do his CBT then DAS, but didn't want to do the CBT on his own, so I did the CBT with him, thoroughly enjoyed it and went on to do the DAS (which peed my brother off as I took my test, passed and got a bike before he did his test).
Since getting the bike I've only gone out drinking once, other than that always been riding the bike
Earlier this year my brother wanted to do his CBT then DAS, but didn't want to do the CBT on his own, so I did the CBT with him, thoroughly enjoyed it and went on to do the DAS (which peed my brother off as I took my test, passed and got a bike before he did his test).
Since getting the bike I've only gone out drinking once, other than that always been riding the bike
From the age of 16 i had the mopeds and then onto 125s, until i discovered the 'Motorcar'...........i was hooked and bikes took 2nd place.I've had literally hundreds of cars over the years including Porsches, Cosworths,Mits Evo etc.The desire of a bike and a 'full' license finally surfaced again this year at the ripe age of 41, cars just can't give me the satisfaction anymore compared with a bike! I'm more than aware of the dangers and try to ride accordingly,basically there is a danger of death in everything we do every day of our lives.
Pasted my DAS first time and the thrill of riding is amazing!(CBR600 F Sport) If i haven't been able to get out on the bike i really do 'pine' for it, unlike the car.I've found the biking community as a whole very very friendly, there is just something special about it that i can't put into words, a kind of 'unity'?? Really looking forward to the first warm/dry spring days and going to my first 'meets'.
Pasted my DAS first time and the thrill of riding is amazing!(CBR600 F Sport) If i haven't been able to get out on the bike i really do 'pine' for it, unlike the car.I've found the biking community as a whole very very friendly, there is just something special about it that i can't put into words, a kind of 'unity'?? Really looking forward to the first warm/dry spring days and going to my first 'meets'.
The feeling that you've been punched in the gut as the world suddenly starts to fly backwards around you.
When you can feel your blood rush to your face when you grab a handful of lever before plunging into paddock hill, then feel it pushed to your arse as you give it a blast up hawthorn hill.
Sheer power and ultimate responsibility. You, and not a mass of computers as in a cage, are in control of your life.
Freedom. The sense that if I wanted, i could pack everything i own into some soft luggage and only stop when i ran out of world.
When you can feel your blood rush to your face when you grab a handful of lever before plunging into paddock hill, then feel it pushed to your arse as you give it a blast up hawthorn hill.
Sheer power and ultimate responsibility. You, and not a mass of computers as in a cage, are in control of your life.
Freedom. The sense that if I wanted, i could pack everything i own into some soft luggage and only stop when i ran out of world.
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