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The joy of now

Riding reminds me that I can waste too much time looking for life, when it's right under my nose the whole time. As John Lennon said, "life is what happens while you're busy making other plans."


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I was a late bloomer. Didn't get my licence until very recently at age 57. It was something I always wanted to do but believed all the "it's too dangerous" advice and never pursued it.

It's the one I'm riding now as I'm still on my RE licence. It's a 2010 250cc Suzuki Intruder. I feel a bit like a grasshopper on it as it's really a bit small for my frame but hey, I'm just enjoying being out there!

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I already have it! It's the white Suzuki Boulevard C50T below. It was love at first sight when I saw it at Rick Gill Motorcycles and I knew I had to have it. It's basically a clone of those classic 1950's Harley cruisers and is what I've long had in my mind as a "real" motorbike if ever I should get one. Only problem is I can only ride it on L's for now so it sits in the garage a lot of the time. Doesn'…

Actions speak louder than words

So when I shut down all my other blogs (8 or 9 of them) but keep this one, it's telling me something about where my interests really lie :)

But wait, there's more. In order to scrape together enough to buy The White Knight, I flogged off everything that wasn't nailed down.

Even my beloved drum kit. If you'd have asked me a few years ago if that would ever happen, I would have said there's a greater chance of the Pope joining the Orange People. But there it is. I did it. And I haven't regretted it for a second.

This bike has its weaknesses, but comfort is definitely not one of them. Its ergonomics are so perfect for me it's ridiculous. It's as if it was custom-made for me. And the suspension is so sweet you just glide over the bumps as if they're not there.

Now that the odometer has finally clicked over the first 1,000km (and that all-important first service has been done), I'm looking forward to cracking open the throttle a bit more and seeing w…

Monkey off the back

They say you never really grow up until your mother dies. And I would say that motorcyclists never really grow up until they've dropped their bike. 

So now I've done it. Yes! The White Knight ended up on its side in the carpark yesterday as I practiced some tight figure eights. Too tight as it turned out. And the bike was too heavy for this old codger to save. No damage bar a few scratches but a whole lot of weight off the shoulders. And a whole lot wiser to boot 😜. (I also found out how easy it is to lock the rear wheel on a long wheel-base cruiser under heavy braking: REAL easy 😬).

I was reading yesterday that guys hire bikes to take to rider training so they can't drop their Harleys, Goldwings etc. Meh. It might cost you a few battle scars but I reckon it's invaluable to find out where YOUR bike's limits are. Now to find out what it feels like to lean over far enough to scrape a floorboard on the White Knight. Still working up to that one 👀.