You all asked for this......Please feel free to skip to the pictures as I will no doubt ramble on.
My bike story starts when I finally got the balls to divorce my ex wife 7 years ago, after 15yrs of being bullied and told what to do every waking moment. Down side was over the course of 5 years her and her family poisoned my 4 daughters against me and now I don't see them. Its ok didn't right that for sympathy just to state my life at the time! I now have a wonderful wife been together for 6.5 years and married for 2. And I have 2 step children both great kids, oldest jade 24 is soon to have the "granddaughter" and tommy 20 is doing really well.
Anyway decided to do everything I wanted get the cars I wanted, go on holiday etc you get the picture, and even after I luckily found the real love of my wife the final mrs McCall I was still allowed to do what ever made me happy, within reason of course my wife IS perfect but even she draws the line at a threesome
So I decided to learn to ride, like most guys my age I always wanted the original ninja, fireblade, Honda nsr125 so in secret I took my cbt and bought a Honda 125f, in my head I was the coolest not quite 40yr old on the planet!. Obviously outgrew the 125 in weeks but learnt a lot especially about car driving! So I booked my tests passed them and got the bright yellow monster of my deluded dreams.
Had this for 1 week (that's one of my daughters 13 at the time now 15!), rode at most 1 mile and scared the shit out of myself....Reality check I aint 25 and fearless no more.!
PX it for a new ninja 250r, loved it for nearly 9 months outgrew that so moved up to er6f or as I rebadged it the 650 ninja, great to ride thought I had found the balance, even left the restrictor on until my 2 years was up!! Even after removing it because I had done all my riding in stages it was not as scary as I imagined it would be, don't get me wrong its no r1 but 135mph on a bike is way different than doing 135 in a car! I am sure if I bought a BIG bike I could easily now take it to 180 but for what, there is no real pleasure to be gained when you are constantly worrying about police and idiots in cages.
This was my last bike, really liked it until......
My son got a job as an instructor with British Gypsium not bad for a 20yr old. The site he works at is only 10 miles away but, took 40min via train or bus and cost £1600 for a year travel ticket. Hold on that's disgusting I said, why don't you take your CBT and then you can...............
After passing I took him to the local scooter shop thinking he would go for one of those idiot scooter things all the kids in London like riding and doing wheelies on, imagine my surprise when he went straight to this and said that's the one I want!
OK your paying for it who am I to gainsay, me I prefer the sportier type.............................
I had to drive it home from the dealership and LOVED it, ok only 125cc but the position, the ease of ride, hell my back don't hurt and I can still feel my shoulders this is my type of bike, even though I had spent all my time going "not really into HD and the type, looks pretty but cant see myself riding one, not fast enough looking are they...."
Anyway 4 weeks later and I am ride my old bike from London to Kirkcaldy in Scotland to part exchange for the love I run today.
(now that was a trip and a half)
I digress, a month later so, must have been july/august! my sister in law had a minor ding on her vespa not too far from where we live so I rushed round picked her up sorted insurance/ bike etc and took her home made tea. Brother in law picked her up and said he would collect her bike later, I said don't worry its walking distance I will go get it and chain it outside the front of the house and she can collect when she is ready (2 weeks later poor girl was really shook up over it).
All this time my wife was at work...........Brain started going........when she came home and saw the bike, she had a minor freak out and panic attack as I told her I bought it for her. I spent a good 5 hours winding her up and trying to goad her into riding it until I finally gave in and told her what happened. After the usual "you git/tosser/I hate you" she then turns around and says "I was almost ready to give in and go for a ride...." WOMEN!!!!
So now I am on a mission, the lovely pink dream
is from a company called directbikes, you can find them on scooter.co.uk, apparently they now out sell all the scooter companies in the uk.
Not surprising really as for this little 50cc its only £700!!!!!! plus del £80 and you have to reg and tax it yourself I think that was about £100, even so for a women with no bike experience, no ncd as she is on my car insurance total cost including fuly comp insurance less than £1100.
It takes about 3 weeks to sort paperwork out but luckily we live in a culdsac private rd that's about 500m long so she could practise before she got out on the real streets.
Should have got her the 125cc though as she wanted more speed even before she had gone anywhere!!!! but,
She loves it, her work is 3 miles from us and she uses it everyday in fact more than I use mine, I removed the restrictor and changed a few bits so it now does an amazing 38mph. Her and tommy will be doing there bigger tests when the weather improves, chris (the wife) still likes the retro scooter type and twist and go so she will probably move up to one of the new peugeots but with 300cc plus so she can really cruise and tommy due to his age is looking at Honda 400 shadow, I know I can get an intruder restricted but whats the point when the insurance companies will still fuck him over because of the engine size?
If he is lucky!!!!!!!!!! and has passed his tests/bought bike I might consider bringing him to france.
Anyway enough of my life/bike story to end here is a pic of my drive......