Comments on: We Don’t Need More Motorcycle Riders

By: Kayla

Kayla — Wed, 11 Jan 2012 22:47:39 +0000

I live in Sydney, Anyone up for a ride? Maybe National Park run ?
CBR250RR Rider here

By: tommy bahama

tommy bahama — Mon, 09 Jan 2012 13:50:44 +0000

Luv it !

By: Joe

Joe — Sat, 07 Jan 2012 03:28:15 +0000

spent a lifetime working hard, punching someones time clock, just trying to get by and raise the family. All those years someone else was telling me when to get up, when to go to bed, where to be for most of the day, when I could be with family, when I couldn’t. Obligations and deadlines for a lifetime. It’s not my intention to complain about all that. Life has been good and a man is supposed to work. I still do and most likely will continue to do so until one day my body just won’t get up again.

Why do I ride a bike? One day this summer I was riding east along Interstate 70. There was a hawk in the air above me, flying along the course of the highway with his wings spread, just cruising. I’m never going to be as free as that hawk. But on the bike, a little time here, a little time there between the necessary obligations of life, is as close as I have ever been to that kind of freedom. I see country I never would have seen in a 4 wheeler. I stop at places where history was made and enjoy the quiet privacy of road side rest stops in forests, mountains, the high plains and the south west desert. I meet people I never would have otherwise met. Riding a bike is not nearly as significant an experience as it would be to step through a magic closet into the magical kingdom of Narnia, but here in the real world, it’ll do.

Like the writer of this column, I don’t mind that there are not more of us. But when I am riding and a biker passes my by going the other direction and holds his left hand out at me, then life is good because I know I am not alone.

By: Roy

Roy — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 15:55:11 +0000

I am feed up of NONE riders asking silly question. The one I have been asked mant times is…..
are you worried you mite have a smash and die or be crippled.
But what make me mad it that they nearly always say “die” first
but I find the best way is to give them Bull Shit ie
I just say that a few years ago the police did a report on bike accidents and 72% of all bike accidents are caused by other road users and was not the bikers fault. It is funny how if you though in a % and police they be leave it LoL

but I dont know how I dont like the most none drivers that tell you riding a bike is dangeruos or the weekend biker that thinks it fun to race his or her bike (like they have a death wish) but when there a little rain, you ask them didnt you go out on your bike? No it was raining.

Riding a bike to me is a way of life.

BUT PLEASE CAN SOMEONE ANSWER A QUESTION FOR ME

I am planning on building a chop from the ground up. I have made the plans for the frame.
I want a V-twin as I like the looks of them, but I am not a died hard that only wants an S/S engine.
so can someone give me advice on what is a good reliable V-Twin I am planning a road trip on chop when it finished. From Finland (my home) to Norway, Sweden, Denmark, ferry to Germany then go though Europe and England have to show bike to family there figure it would be about 10,000miles round trip. I dont want to do the trip from garage to garage.

Thank you Roy Telling

By: Chrissy

Chrissy — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 04:48:43 +0000

I ride because I love the feel and sound of my bike. I grew up around bikes, but being a girl, never considered riding until I began to see other women on bikes. I took the MSF course, quit the first time from frustration, failed the second time due to pure exhaustion, and PASSED the third time! Ha!

I am ultra cautious at this point…I respect my bike. It’s a Sportster 1200 XL which I was told by my MSF instructor is not a woman’s bike because it is too top heavy. Well, it’s all I know and, though I’ve dropped it twice (once because I stopped on a sideways slope and couldn’t hold it up and another time when I stopped with my front wheel turned), I AM learning and THAT is the fun and the challenge of it. And when I hear the roar of my very own bike….well, I’m in love!