Goodman4
Pressing on
At 14, my dad bought me a used Honda CT90 which I rode all over the country, right up to the city limits sign. Dad always told me I couldn't cross that line. I could get up to 65mph on it, but it took a while.
Not so much a manly bike, I'll give you that.
I think it taught me a lot about riding and independence, but I'm really glad that was as fast as it would go. I might not have lived through the many accidents I had on it if it were a faster bike. I never wore a helmet (didn't even have one) or a jacket. It was a different age in the late 70's.
I slid 200 feet on the pavement on a slick road without a scratch. I caved in the front wheel and flew 15 feet over the bars when the bike hit a huge pothole. I don't even remember any of that stuff hurting. I think I skinned my elbow. Thinking back, I even had the thing catch on fire from an electrical short while driving down the road. All the wiring burnt up.
Fast forward to current and just a few years ago I rode my nephew's dirt bike in the back field. Gunned it a bit early out of a turn and I didn't get it straight so it went over. Big deal, right? The bike pretty much just fell over in the grass. I had gear on. Broke my ankle and two ribs. I have a plate in my leg now that aches about half the time. I sure as heck remember the pain of the broken ribs. I thought I was going to die the next day. It sucks to get older.
I've wondered if I had sons instead of daughters whether I would have bought them bikes. According to the insurance post above, I guess I wouldn't have because I wouldn't have been able to afford it. I guess if I lived in a rural area, I might get them a small dirt bike or a low cc dual sport that wasn't licensed, but I wouldn't let them ride on the road.
Thanks for the topic and the reminiscing.
I think it taught me a lot about riding and independence, but I'm really glad that was as fast as it would go. I might not have lived through the many accidents I had on it if it were a faster bike. I never wore a helmet (didn't even have one) or a jacket. It was a different age in the late 70's.
I slid 200 feet on the pavement on a slick road without a scratch. I caved in the front wheel and flew 15 feet over the bars when the bike hit a huge pothole. I don't even remember any of that stuff hurting. I think I skinned my elbow. Thinking back, I even had the thing catch on fire from an electrical short while driving down the road. All the wiring burnt up.
Fast forward to current and just a few years ago I rode my nephew's dirt bike in the back field. Gunned it a bit early out of a turn and I didn't get it straight so it went over. Big deal, right? The bike pretty much just fell over in the grass. I had gear on. Broke my ankle and two ribs. I have a plate in my leg now that aches about half the time. I sure as heck remember the pain of the broken ribs. I thought I was going to die the next day. It sucks to get older.
I've wondered if I had sons instead of daughters whether I would have bought them bikes. According to the insurance post above, I guess I wouldn't have because I wouldn't have been able to afford it. I guess if I lived in a rural area, I might get them a small dirt bike or a low cc dual sport that wasn't licensed, but I wouldn't let them ride on the road.
Thanks for the topic and the reminiscing.