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Conor gets a lift home from college on the back of his mate's motorbike and I happened to be in the kitchen about 6 tonight when they both came in.

I made them both a sandwich then Raul offered me a 'backie' on his bike...I'd mentioned before I love them.

As I've said before where we live is really hilly but we zoomed much further up..so high that when we stopped I looked down and could see our house.

I took a photo and as I did a lovely cat came over for a mooch.

Zooming back downhill was really exciting.

I'm easily pleased.

Berlimey - haven't been on a bike since I was about 24

Glad you enjoyed it though.

I still have the scars from coming off a boyfriends bike in Lacock when I was 15

Ooh what a treat Ally
I never would go on motorbikes when I was young, but went on holiday to Cyprus with someone and we hired one and had a brilliant time
Some of my earliest memories are of being in my dad's sidecar

I've put a pic on the board.

I loved the Two Fat Ladies with Jennifer in the sidecar.

Lol I was just a bit smaller that her, he sold it when I was 3

Mrs S promised me that I could buy another bike when I started work in Guildford. Needless to say she renaged on this. However I very nearly won one this weekend. Nobody was bidding and I'd put in a bid £100 over the base price.

The last discussion with Mrs S went like this....

Suff: It'll pay for itself, it does more mpg and it doesn't cost at the airport, that's £180 a month on it's own.
Mrs S: I don't like you on a bike. But I'm sure you'll just do what you want.

Now the $64,000 question. Do I do as she wants and suffer with the cost? Or do I do as she said I would and take the pain?????

I'm leaning towards the pain but I just haven't seen a bike with the right configuration at the right age at the right price in the right location. It was close this weekend but I just didn't feel the bike warranted £850, which is what I would have had to pay to buy it outright. Certainly fully comp insurance and tax would have been £110....

Bikes are scary Suff, it depends how safe a driver you are and how safe she thinks you are, not to mention the other eejits on the road

I've been riding bikes since I was 15. I guess you could call my riding style aggressive but cautious. So you will see me using the throttle, you will hear my bike revving up to the redline and you will see me doing speeds a lot of people won't do. You will also see me filtering through standing or slow moving traffic.

However, you will not see me racing between traffic at 50mph. You will not see me hammering the bike through the rush hour traffic at 70mph in a 30 limit. You also won't see me with the bike laid hard over at 12omph round a tight corner. Yes I corner fairly hard as slower speeds, but am much more careful at higher speeds. The survival rate is too low when you get it wrong.

Also I LOOK when I'm on a bike, up round over between, I'm always looking. I have another way of riding too. Everyone and I do mean EVERYONE is a complete lunatic who's express purpose is to knock me off the bike and kill me. Even after they have proven that they're not mad they are treated as such at all times. It's the only way to survive on a bike.

Mrs S just looks at the headline figures. She's been on a bike with me before, knows how I ride but still assumes something will go wrong. But then again she worries when I drive a car too as I don't drive the way she wants me to. No faith...

If you look at the stats I don't fit in at all. The largest groups of deaths on the road, today, are people who had 250's when they were 17/18 and didn't ride again until they were in their late 40's/50/s, then went out and bough HUGE bikes with incredible speed and handling. In my late 20's I was running my Uncle's bike workshop and riding a large range of bikes including road legal racing bikes. I'm still here and have continued to ride bikes off and on over the years....

ho wow love motorbikes
son has a beautifull one a honda firebird?
think its called but he never has time to ride it
and hes deciding wether to sell it
my dad had a motorbike and sidecare and we used to travel
from army bases down south up the great north road to lincoln
and go to the TT races
we were motor bil
ke nuts