tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post5984083995894221994..comments2023-10-22T06:15:30.760-04:00Comments on Boomer Musings: Motorcycle FeverDouglashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752593286034877538noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post-1786183665623277672009-02-03T09:01:00.000-05:002009-02-03T09:01:00.000-05:00wordify - gyknests, I guess is a breeding place fo...wordify - gyknests, I guess is a breeding place for gynecologists.<BR/><BR/>AVAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post-27687758940433172592009-02-03T08:59:00.000-05:002009-02-03T08:59:00.000-05:00Douglas, LOL, didn't we all...Speedway for me was ...Douglas, LOL, didn't we all...<BR/><BR/>Speedway for me was a regular Saturday night thing, I loved the smell of the ethanol, the excitement of the four bikes on the track, also my home track, Ruapuna, was home to three world champions; Barry Briggs, 5x; Ronnie Moore, 2x and Ivan mauger, 5x. That of course gave me added impetus when I became of age to emulate ones heros... I never did, spent more time picking myself up from the track than riding, LOL<BR/><BR/>AVAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post-21037214393543808422009-02-02T16:55:00.000-05:002009-02-02T16:55:00.000-05:00AV - those one-lunger 500s would knock out all you...AV - those one-lunger 500s would knock out all your fillings. I vaguely recall the J.A.P. and we all dreamed about ASF's. You had more nerve than me, doing that track thing. I was a cruiser type, rarely took the big risk... unless I was drunk. then I did really stupid things.Douglashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09752593286034877538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post-46313694424518210072009-02-02T14:20:00.000-05:002009-02-02T14:20:00.000-05:00Douglas, riding a bike is an experience unlike any...Douglas, riding a bike is an experience unlike any other. You will see a photo of my first on NR, a wonderful 1953 Matchless 350cc. Damn thing was so heavy, when I dropped it I had to get help to pick it up again. I had a number of others, AJS, Ariel Square Four 1000cc, Triumph Daytona (Snap) that was my last street bike when it was repossessed :-( I understand exactly what you are saying about the BSAs, had friends with them, it wasn't so much having a bike, as a love affair. I also spent 1 year riding as a novice (aged 18) on a J.A.P. (not Japanese - John Andrew Prestwich design - 1920s) 500cc single on the quarter mile speedway, that was awesome, gave up, was never any good at it. Only came first once because the other 3 had fallen off... LOL<BR/><BR/>Bikes, are another world.<BR/><BR/>AV<BR/>http://netherregionoftheearthii.blogspot.com/<BR/>http://tomusarcanum.blogspot.com/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post-32108335113457134872009-02-01T09:57:00.000-05:002009-02-01T09:57:00.000-05:00Log - Each size of bike has its own specialness. B...Log - Each size of bike has its own specialness. British bikes are not Harleys, Japanese bikes aren't either of those. I am reminded of truck commercials, though. Bigger, better, badder.<BR/><BR/>Michael - Something in my mind thinks "A Ride across China", a story of a young man's journey by motorcycle. Just kidding. Motorcycles suited my personality. They are terrible transportation choices except where climates are favorable.<BR/><BR/>Jules - On a uke? Somehow that seems a bit sacrilegious. But fun.Douglashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09752593286034877538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post-74832220704423515382009-02-01T09:00:00.000-05:002009-02-01T09:00:00.000-05:00Nice choices of bike.There's often something that ...Nice choices of bike.<BR/><BR/>There's often something that resonates with me form your posts Douglas. Not only am I a biker, so I agree with the feeling never leaving you, but just last week I was learning to play the Terror of Highway 101 on the uke.<BR/><BR/>I would say what are the chances of that, but seeing as it's actually happened, it's 1 in 1 :-)The Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10051844634899994750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post-86942262707810764892009-02-01T04:24:00.000-05:002009-02-01T04:24:00.000-05:00I actually want a motorcycle, and not a car. I hav...I actually want a motorcycle, and not a car. I have a feeling it's because I'm striving to be different (again), but I just think it's more practical than a big, bulky car that your whole family takes advantage of, that requires a whole individual building known as a car wash to cleanse it, that needs to park in specified spaces.<BR/><BR/>Plus, motorcycles are cool.<BR/><BR/>Michael.Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00403119049496095966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561631984395061740.post-62301373175471411262009-01-31T14:48:00.000-05:002009-01-31T14:48:00.000-05:00Riding a bike is a special experience. I had a ve...Riding a bike is a special experience. I had a very small bike, a Honda 160 if I remember correctly, which would struggle up to 95 mph, in 1971 - 1972. Fortunately, I am the only person who I know who had a bike for any period of time, and did not take a spill on it. Close though, with a gal holding on when it started to rain unexpectedly, and we hit an oil spot. Still can't believe that I pulled that bike back up with her on it! We were going down... Yikes! <BR/><BR/>Shortly thereafter, I stopped riding it and ultimately sold it.Inspector Clouseauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09373932797333038561noreply@blogger.com