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Well there we go then...
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...bike sold.
I am now bikeless. And shall remain so for quite a few years.
I am going to miss it. Had some great times on that bike.
Oh well.
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Years?! why
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Decided I can't trust myself on a bike. Too much temptation to rag it
everywhere. Young kids, etc etc.
Y'know, the usual things.
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Just get a small capacity, perhaps an enduro or trail bike and have some
lower speed off road fun?
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Er ... but you're fairly slow on a bike.
I don't get it.
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Fairly slow compared to you and Champ and all those other people. But
still like reaching 130 on the commute to work. It's just too tempting
to rag it as hard as I can. ( which isn't as hard as you can maybe, but
still too fast to be sensible)
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Ah-*HA*! The "unsafe at any speed" argument! Tricky to counter, that.
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Whaa-aat?
Hell's teeth, you've survived this long - why suddenly assume that
because you're sprogged up, you're going to cop it tomorrow?
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It's been a long time coming this. It's partially because I've managed
7 years without binning t that I think that it's only a matter of time.
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I did 7 years without a bin before hangin up my leathers last year. Haven't
been on a bike in 14 months, and sold my Blackbird 8 months ago.
However in my case it was more to do with needing: a) Money towards buying a
house, and b) a roof over my head and boot-space for equipment when driving
to visit people for work.
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Yeah, yeah. You couldn't get into the leathers any more, could you?
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If you think you've done the right thing, good for you. I'd love to get
another bike, but short of topping one of the increasingly depleted supply
of old relatives, I can't afford to for the forseeable future.
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This logic is rather flawed, imo.
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Took me 30 before the big one caught up wiv me, so I reckon he's safe
for another 23.
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Making yourself look even dafter
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I look plenty daft as it is... }:8)
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I've been through this many many times. I love bikes. I mean, what a
stupendously great idea to get an engine and stick a wheel on either
end.
But I have no limiter on me, and it's just too much fun to thrash it
everywhere.
And I don't want to a) gain an injury that means I cannot run mountain
marathons, play hockey etc etc.
More importantly, I want to reduce the risk of my kids being sans-dad
for their formative years.
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A couple of points you may have already thought of.
1). You've just described one of the main reasons people leave road
riding behind & take to the dirt. You can have an awful lot of fun with
virtually zero risk of serious injury off-road.
2). If your own limiter doesn't work, you could get a limited bike.
Something like a cheapo Chinese 125 trailbike can still give you the
kicks on twisty backroads, but will probably struggle to hit 60mph.
Maybe more importantly, it'll keep your NCB & 'continuous riding'
record going, which could save you several hundred quid on insurance
when you decide to get a proper bike again.
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Or he could buy a nice dress, and take up flower arranging.
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There's just a little too much risk in it. I will return to bikes in
later life.
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Ah. Now lozzo, old chap. You've just hit the nail on the head. Although
not in the necessarily intended way.
I get a lot of pleasure from biking. But I also get a lot more pleasure
from fell running, hockey, walking etc.
I was thinking about this whilst out running this evening. And as a
pastime, the sports do it more for me than the biking. I never found
time to go out for a ride on the bike anyway - too busy doing other
things. I only ever commuted on the bike.
Ho hum.
I know there's risk in everything, but I am weighing risk vs. pleasure,
and biking doesn't come as highly as some of the other things I do, or
want to do.
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I feel sorry for you. I just cannot comprehend how running across a
smelly cold moorland in a sweaty tracksuit can give more pleasure than
getting your knee down or hoisting a good wheelie.
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Easy. He's never done either :)
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True, true. I have hoisted wheelies, but never good ones...}:8)
Where are you these days old chap?
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Hehehe. Each to their own. }:8)
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There's an irony though, that I can only just finally afford a decent
bike...}:8)
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If you want to worry and bikes and kids, try putting your own kids on a
motorcycle. Now *that's* cause for concern.
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I celebrated the sprog by buying another bike and not having a cage at
all. Mosehead isn't making any sense.
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I can imagine.
I imagine you're all there going 'pansy foo foo', or 'you only live
once' or 'turncoat'
But to be honest, I don't really give a toss. It's my life. But it's
also my kids life. And my kids come first this time.
Ho hum.
You watch me get run over by a bus now.
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Get something smaller then. I dunno, got no kids, but the only thing
parting me from my bike is the undertaker. Hmmmm...I may have lost this
discussion eh?
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Get stuffed Moosehead.
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? What, like on the wall of Fawlty Towers?
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you look more like the one from The Banana Splits.
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Hey Moosehead,
Don't feel too bad dear fellow. Long ago I had a friend sya that he
felt "due"... He actually felt like he was bound to be in a horrible
life changing crash at any moment, yet he still kept riding. Then I
found that he wasn't the only person with this phobea. I have never
felt like something bad was bound to happen to me. If I did, I think
I'd sell the bike, and see where else life takes me. Maybe motorcycling
just isn't your cup of tea. Take it easy. Try something new, like
bowling! Or, even restore an antique. You can stay off the road, and
enjoy the life. Never say "I can't " when what you mean is "I don't
want to" people will get the point, and they will respect your choices.
Then if you get past the inability to not drive like a Mad Man, perhaps
you will feel like re-entering the fold. Last time I checked, the door
was always open. We'll welcome your happy return.
Good luck Mate,
Papa Jack
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