How did you get into motorcycles?

Discussion in 'The Perfect Line and Other Riding Myths' started by Iranian, Jan 10, 2014.

  1. quasigentrified

    quasigentrified Trumpet Strumpet

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    honda cr80 as a kid, until a cousin killed himself riding and the old man got rid of my bike. didn't ride until 3 years ago, when i decided to take the msf course so i could buy a friend's cbr250. carpal had me flirt with scooters for the commute side, but after the last surgery, i haven't looked back!
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  2. dtysdalx2

    dtysdalx2 PITA but useful

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    I was around 9 years old. My cousins got all the cool toys. Dad finally caved and got me a hand me down mini bike from my cool uncle for $20.00.

    I worked on that thing until I turned blue in the face. For about 4 years. Then Dad bought me some yamaha enduros. All the cool kids in HS had new YZ's but I still had fun on the DT's. I didn't ride in college at all then all hell broke loose when I got a good job. :D
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  3. MiniBike

    MiniBike Long timer

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    A friend's older brother came to town and gave all the neighborhood kids a ride on his BSA. I was hooked. I started begging rides on anything that had wheels and a motor, but getting my own was not in the cards. In addition to my 10 speed bicycle that I took day long trips on, I had built a 3 wheeled trike/go-cart out of spare parts (we lived in the country). After a neighbor told my Dad that he had clocked me at 70 mph in the cart, Dad bought me a motorcycle. He thought it would be safer. It was 1970 and I was 14.
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  4. foxtrapper

    foxtrapper Long timer

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    A million years ago we went camping and one of these was there. One weekend, and I was irrevocably hooked.
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  5. bfd70

    bfd70 Been here awhile

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    Girlfriends brother had a cb350. Fell in love with the girl and bikes. Married the girl and still riding 20 years now.
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  6. bbrz

    bbrz Been here awhile

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    Started with my friends 5 hp Briggs Mini Bike that he said would do 55 MPH.
    Of course, 35 may have been the Top Speed. My first get off was on that little ride. Graduated to Yamaha 125 Enduro, Honda CL 350(my first ride to the hospital), and never looked back.
    Motorcycles have given me so much enjoyment.
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  7. damurph

    damurph Cold Adventurer

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    March 1980..18years old.
    A buddy needed a ride to pick up a new leftover KZ400. Went in to the shop and saw a new LTD550 but could not come up with the cash so I had the shop owner roll a 440LTD out the door a week later. Gravel parking lot put me out on the main drag at high noon. First ride ever. Figured out the clutch in traffic.
    My buddy on the 400 was killed by a left turner a month later and it took a while to get back into it but I have ridden a lot of bikes and miles since.
    His Mom still gives me that sad look when she sees me in riding gear.
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  8. basketcase

    basketcase lifelong reject fixer

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    In 1959 I was four years old and learned to ride a bicycle on a rural gravel road in Hale County, Alabama. I started out on "training wheels" and was soon able to shed those. The old bike had solid rubber tires and I rode it until the tires had completely disintegrated and I was riding on the rims.

    Later that same year my Uncle Jim took me for a ride on his 1956 Harley Davidson trike, riding from my grandfather's house to the cattle gap and back.

    I've been in love with every manner of two-wheeled conveyance ever since.

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  9. KLF

    KLF Adventurer

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    My first time was my grandfather's moped. Since I was definitely underage to drive on streets, I rode a big circle on field. Then I bought a used moped of my own but it broke before I could legally drive it. So I got (as a join effort from my parents and grandparents) a brand new moped as a birthday present.

    One year later that moped was replaced with a 125cc Yamaha TZR. Two years after that I got 250cc TZR that I all too soon crashed when a car turned in front of me at an intersection. That incident was followed by almost 20 years of cars (1. not getting wet during rain and 2. usable in snow! 3. fit several girls in at once..).

    Two years ago I stumbled upon a nice Ducati... and the story continues :)
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  10. elementalg20

    elementalg20 Been here awhile

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    I grew up with quads of my own but the best thing to me was getting out on the highway with my dad and his 79' cb750f.....to hear that bike howl through the full kerker....memories that will always keep me excited about riding.
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  11. fallingoff

    fallingoff Banned

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    it was in my blood
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  12. Lotus54

    Lotus54 Ngana

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    When I was a kid, a friend of my Dad had what I think was a Honda 50 step through. He took me for a ride around the block and I was hooked!

    When I was twelve, we got a Benelli dynamo trail 50 (supposed to be my older brother's - but I took it over)
    First bike I ever rode and still have it!

    Here is my daughter with it when she was about 12.

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  13. handensco

    handensco Been here awhile

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    I was about 5 and it was about 1960 my mom and I were at the grocery store in Spokane. I walked out of the store to wait for mom and there was this grungy looking guy on a pan head it had ape hangers. the guy asked me if I wanted to sit on the bike. My mom kind of freaked when she came out of the store. When I was about 12 my parents had friends that had a house on Hoods Canal. The guy owned an escort service and had a bunch of police Guzzi's and Pan Head cop bikes. He gave me a couple of rides on those over the summer. they also had a couple of trail 70 and we tore it up on those.
    My first year of high school all my friends had dirt bikes. I bought one a Kawi 90 and hid it from my parents at others homes. Of course I got caught sooner or later but it was too late. I had the bug. Now I have 6 bikes 2 Ducs, 2 Harleys, 1 r/90 and an xr400r. I wish I could say I was done but there are about 2 more I would like and some classics I can't afford.
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  14. Keithert

    Keithert Long timer

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    My father has had bikes since I was 3 years old. I would ride with him occasionally in the summer as I grew up. My uncle had a non-running small Harley made by Aermacchi. It was stored in my grandparents out-building. I would sit on it every summer when I visited. In college considered buying a moped but bought a car instead. When I was 25 I had a dream that I was riding a motorcycle. It felt real even though I had never ridden before. Shortly after I stopped by the local Kawasaki dealer and on the spot bought a 10 year old 81 LTD550 for $1000. I didn't have a license so I had a friend ride it home. I rode it around my neighborhood for a couple weeks and then had another friend ride it to the DMV. I passed the test on it and the rest is history. I'd like another LTD550.

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  15. rudolf35

    rudolf35 Warped & Twisted Mind

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    Living in Germany, in 1966, the bicycle was the choice of transportation for many people; including me. As I was peddling my way through hill and dale I was always fascinated by the "Mofas". A Mofa, at the time, was a bicycle with a motor on it that could be insured and tagged with a plate handed out by the insurance agent (I think that is long gone). As luck would have it, my lifelong friend, two years older than me, was given his first bike a Mofa.
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    Needless to say, a few days after he received his Mofa I was on it "testing" it. I fell in love with it and had to have one. Through a lot of pleading and begging I was soon the proud owner of my first Mofa, a 1967 Moto-Guzzi Trotter.
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    The little Trotter, was not only my transportation for four years, but it was also my patient teaching aid for mechanic. The poor thing suffered through many “what it this” exploratory surgeries. But, to it’s credit it did teach me well and I stuck with it for 50 years.
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  16. Atagrob

    Atagrob Adventurer

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    "I feel the need for speed...."

    Loved anything with an engine from a young age. Go carts, 50cc dirt bikes whatever someone would let me ride or drive.

    In 1986 when Top Gun came out I was 18 years old. A very impressionable age. It was a few more years until I could buy a bike. Bought a ZX-6 around 1993 the first chance I got.

    Damn near killed myself wrecking it......I have owned many more sense.

    I am ATGATT and a lot or more careful now. Got lucky and learned the valuable lesson that wrecking motorcycles hurts.

    Still feel the need for speed........
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  17. doxiedog

    doxiedog Been here awhile

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    I was caught at bicycles!
    Never grew up,still on 2 wheels! :D
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  18. JohnCW

    JohnCW Long timer

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    Moved to a new town. Made new friends who were into bikes. If you wanted to fit in, you rode a bike.

    Funny thing is I started on an Yamaha DT250 and then bought a new Honda CB750. After dozens of different makes and models over the years, I've ended up with a Yamaha XT250 and a Kawasaki ZR750. Essentially Just more modern versions of what I started on........ Didn't plan it that way, just somehow happened, maybe I'm reverting to my youth.
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  19. ZZ-R Rider

    ZZ-R Rider Captain Fantastic

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    Back in the summer of 2001 I saw a couple of neighbors taking off for a scoot one Sunday morning ... thought it looked like fun and decided to take a Motorcycle Training Course and bought an old Honda Rebel as first Bike ... several Bikes and 13 years later I'm still Riding and also part-time as a Rider Coach during summer!
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  20. popscycle

    popscycle Fahren Away

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    Very similar story. Back in the early 50s, motorizing things was all the rage. There were numbers of Maytag gasoline washing machine engines that could be had for chores money and put into carts, Whizzer motors to put on bicycles, scoots and scooters (Sears, Wards, Cushman, Vespa, etc.) and motorcycles. We all wanted motorized wheels and when I asked Dad for one, he said, "How you gonna pay for it." Well, I sold my one valuable possession (an electric train set I wish I had back) and some other stuff and bought a used Cushman Eagle. Being well under legal riding/driving age, Dad marched me up to city hall where the Chief of Police gave me a stern lecture and a pass to ride, provided I never got in trouble, never got stopped and never had an accident. I went through a good number of (centrifugal) clutches riding that thing to grade school, work, high school and have loved riding ever since.

    I always remembered to thank my Dad for letting me get it and made it a tradition to come back to see him on two wheels. Perhaps fittingly, the last time we ever saw each other was as I was riding off down his driveway.
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