Mrs Badger must be related to Linda ... She insisted I give up the habit about 10 years ago after a car pulled in front of us and I had to lay the bike on its side. Road rash is a XXXXXXX when you are an elder.Ah, motorbikes. Conner, that's a nice one. Have fun but be super safe.
What is it about motorcycles that sets us more seasoned people to reminiscing? The bike of my youth was a Honda Trail 90 my dad and I fixed up. Looked like a moped, because it was built so you could step off it in a hurry. Wasn't fast, but man, that thing would go ANYWHERE. Steep trails, wild canyons, creek crossings, boulder fields, high sagebrush, you name it. In low gear it would just about climb trees. And if you got stuck, you could just pick it up and move it. My great uncle used one on his ranch to move cows and horses around. Not the best rig for packing an antelope out, but it worked for that too.
Sometimes I think about getting a road bike, but Mrs. Badger would never go for it; perhaps she realizes better than I do that reflexes aren't quite what they used to be. Besides, I reached the age about ten years ago where a motorcycle screams "Midlife Crisis!" I look terrible in gaudy gold chains, and I like Mrs. Badger far too much to pursue a younger mistress, so I'll just stick with my pickup and walking shoes.![]()
Started riding when I was 12 with a 58 Bultaco. My last bike was a 2012 Gold Wing. The Wing was like driving a car. In between I owned Virago, Suzuki, Yamaha, Honda and of course a Harley. The Harley was from when AMF owned them and was the most unreliable vehicle I ever owned. I had to learn how to work on it because it needed work every 1000 or less miles. Most reliable bike was the Virago 900.
Loved riding and hated to give it up but Linda was right, the reflexes were inadequate for safety.