Post Reply How does riding make you feel?
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Posted 8/14/12
I've been riding a long time... most of my fondest memories of riding were during my starting years, when the bike and making riding something I did by heart, were still unknown quantities... and I was stoked to learn them by any means possible.

Learned to ride in D.C... the meat grinder of poor diligence in riding basics. I trained everyday for a few weeks in the parking lot of my complex after buying my first bike, learning how to ride at low speed, get that balance betw. throttle, brake and staying upright, burned into my brain. It was a lot of work... but sooo much fun. Hearing the bike sound different as it got hotter... smells and little sensory cues through the grips... the feel of the cold spring air on my neck as I spun around to retry the drills again and again.

Had a g/f in D.C. at the time, and I'd ride into SW to her place while it was still chilly out, the crisp air scratching through the seams of my cheap leather jacket and my wrists, little dots of pain at my fingertips. Get to her old townhouse, empty as her parents were always traveleing for work. We'd eat tomato soup and bread, talk about music and French writers (she was a lit major)... then my gear'd fall off as we'd climb the narrow wooden stairs to her bedroom, and roll and bounce around the poster bed, while silvery, windswept overcast streamed in through the skylight. The smell of really old wooden floors... her piano that needed to be topped with water to keep it in tune... then the smell of my Motul oil as it spit past the rings until the bike warmed and calmed down a bit... the smell of her in my helmet. :)

What memories do you associate with riding a motorcycle?



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Posted 3/27/13
Considering I plan on getting my first bike over the summer (more like bicycle since I'm poor as dirt) I can't really find anything to say about this feeling like you can. Considering how intimate your details were only proves riding is "The Passion" for you. On a side note, me and cold don't get along to well so there is little chance I would be riding any bike in winter weather (and I live in freaking Phoenix for crying out loud) no matter how bundled up i am.
Thanks for starting our very first forum post btw.
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Posted 6/14/13
I've just recently upgraded from a 2003 BMW F650GS to a 2012 Kawasaki Z1000, and they are both awesome bikes in their own classes (I still have them both). On the BMW it was all about freedom! The freedom to go any where on or off road. I could explore places I could never think to drive my Jeep to. When I am on the Z1000, speed is the name of the game. I couldn't just putter away from a fresh green light. I would ride like people were trying to kill me (which they have tried). Both bikes saw footpegs scraping the asphalt, traveled to far away places, and endless bouts of hooliganism. If I could sum up my feelings on a motorcycle in two words it would be "Freedom" and "Hooliganism"
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