I rode bikes from the age of 14 (a Moped) to age 54 (450 Honda Rebel). Had about a dozen big bikes (650 and up, with two Honda 880 Choppers the best of them) and drove all over the West Coast, Nevada and Arizona. I had a bad accident at 15 on a Zundapp Bella scooter that left a scar on my leg. After that I was more careful and survived a couple of close calls at highway speeds.
My last accident was on a city street after a rain, when a guy cut in front of me like I wasn't even there. I tried to swerve and avoid him and went down, the bike landing on my left leg. It took me two weeks to be able to walk again without crutches and used a cane for another two weeks. My left knee needs an operation (I can't run, only walk) that I probably will never have. I sold my beloved little Rebel after that and haven't been a serious rider since, although there is a Vespa 150 scooter in my garage. It's great for riding down to the beach, but that's about it for me.
Sometimes it's just time to let it all go. Knowing when that time is, is the key. I had my motorcycle fun and survived to talk about it. :wink:
P.S. I rode in the era of no helmets, wore protective glasses only. You don't want a bug in your eye at 100 MPH! Took my Honda chopper to the max (140 mph) more than once. It was exhilarating but dangerous.
P.P.S. One more lesson to prospective big bike riders. This may not make sense to some of you but if you're into bikes it should, "Ride like you are invisible!" That's how you survive out there on the street.
My last accident was on a city street after a rain, when a guy cut in front of me like I wasn't even there. I tried to swerve and avoid him and went down, the bike landing on my left leg. It took me two weeks to be able to walk again without crutches and used a cane for another two weeks. My left knee needs an operation (I can't run, only walk) that I probably will never have. I sold my beloved little Rebel after that and haven't been a serious rider since, although there is a Vespa 150 scooter in my garage. It's great for riding down to the beach, but that's about it for me.
Sometimes it's just time to let it all go. Knowing when that time is, is the key. I had my motorcycle fun and survived to talk about it. :wink:
P.S. I rode in the era of no helmets, wore protective glasses only. You don't want a bug in your eye at 100 MPH! Took my Honda chopper to the max (140 mph) more than once. It was exhilarating but dangerous.
P.P.S. One more lesson to prospective big bike riders. This may not make sense to some of you but if you're into bikes it should, "Ride like you are invisible!" That's how you survive out there on the street.
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