tfflivemb2 wrote:Wow, nonny on a bike....hadn't seen that one coming...lol
What? A mouse can't be a biker? It's the pink ears, right - they make me look so fragile and defenseless?
I get that reaction a lot. I used to ride with my ex, and after we split up, I had to learn how to ride on my own because I missed it. I took the Motorcycle Safety Foundation classes and started out on a borrowed Honda Rebel riding around my property and in parking lots before I ventured out very far on roads.
To give him credit, my ex helped me learn after I finished the class and followed me around drillling me in the yard, in a nearby church parking lot and then up in the mountains. I used to fuss at him that every time we went out he always mapped out a route that involved stopping at as many stop signs at the top of a hill that he could find until I was able to handle a clutch properly (and this was after years and years of driving straight-drive cars). He was convinced I was going to end up dead. Fooled him!
I haven't ridden in a couple of years because of a pinched nerve in my back, but I like the little Beemer. (Mine is one of the first couple of years that they sold it and was an OEM'd Aprilia.) It has a lowering kit on it and just fits me without having to be on tippy-toe too much. I spent a lot of time riding around in the NC mountains.