First bike experiences.

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tenbears

30/03/2005 at 22:19

I wasn't allowed a bike. Mum & Dad denied it to me saying they were dreadfully dangerous, and anyhow, Grandpa had died on one and there was no way I was going to add to the family death toll.

So I went out and bought one.

I borrowed 50 quid from my neighbour, who at 17 had just started a modelling job in Japan and was loaded. Knowing absolutely ZERO I bought a little yellow Yamaha 125 from a council estate in Camberley, the Old Dean I think, and without any paperwork and 'gifted' poly open-face lid, ventured out into the big blue yonder.

Twenty minutes down the road the engine blew, smashing the crankcases and locking the bike up. Dejected.... I rolled it into someone's garden and walked away.

Dad was horrified.... and said 'if I was going to ride motorbikes it was best I had one that didn't kill me through mechanical failure'. So, [and bless him], he dug deep into his pockets and bought..... from Dave Kent Motorcycles in Fleet...... a brand, spanking, new..... black & luxurious chrome

MZ TS125.

I was horrified, but accepted the gift graciously.

Very soon afterwards I PX'd it for a brand spanking knew KMX125..... and never once looked back. He was hurt..... sure..... but hey, needs must!

bomma

30/03/2005 at 22:29

When I was 17 I bought a Yamaha YDS7 (basically an air cooled RD250). I had it delivered as I didn't have a clue how to ride it, and started it taking out at midnight when the roads were quiet for practice. Had to ask a neighbour how to change gear.

Within a week it had go back to the shop as I'd been putting engine oil in the 2-stroke tank and mixing the 2-stroke in with the petrol. doh!

Within 6 weeks I'd crashed it into the back of a tractor and trailer and bust both arms. I still got back on it though when the casts and stitches were taken out.

demographic

30/03/2005 at 22:31

Mine was a DT100 with a snapped throttle cable that was tied in about the three quarters throttle position and I used the on of switch instead of the throttle for a week till I could go to normans bike breakers for another cable.

Cost me thirty quid that bike and it was worth every penny.

qwerty

30/03/2005 at 22:31

DAS then Buell Cyclone.

fazerdaze

30/03/2005 at 22:38

Having spent most of my teenage years as pillion on boyfriend's and mates bikes, I found myself at twenty, boyfriendless and transportless ...

So I waited for payday at the end of the month, walked into the local bike shop, and made them drag out each bike from the display until I found one I could touch the ground on. I paid my deposit and picked it up the following week

I kept the bike round the corner for 10 days ... mum & dad were quite used to seeing me go out with lid and gloves in hand so they thought nothing of it.
Then after my first long journey (Birmingham) I felt confident enough in my abilities to pull up outside and face the consequenses ...
I defended the onslaught with "I've just ridden to Birmingham and back .. I think I can handle it by now don't you?" :smoke:

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CountZer0

30/03/2005 at 22:39

tenbears wrote

and never once looked back.

Well if you'd had to take your DAS test like us proper bikers, you'd have been taught to check your mirrors and perform lifesavers before each and every manoeuvre.

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Spock

30/03/2005 at 22:41

CountZer0 wrote

Well if you'd had to take your DAS test like us proper bikers, you'd have been taught to check your mirrors and perform lifesavers before each and every manoeuvre.

LMFAO!

Best argument in defence of DAS I've ever heard!

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Scrib

30/03/2005 at 22:44

I smashed up a cg125 on my cbt, into a hedge, via the curb and a lamp post.

And they let me back on (another cg125) and I passed, eventually. I felt very sorry for the poor instructor, he looked more shocked than me.

tenbears

30/03/2005 at 22:49

yea... hehe...nice one CountZer0.....

Post Edit: oopps....and gurls, you're very brave and an inspiration, there should be more babes on bikes for sure.

RS250-Squid

31/03/2005 at 01:03

I'd wanted a bike for years, but when the time came to sit on the bike, all the memories of hearing about bike crashes came back to me, and I became terrified of this obviously dangerous beast of a bike, that I was being told to ride. I was so scared I very nearly handed them the key back and got the bus home.

I got through it, and concentrated on that day, of leaning round corners as far as I could (probably about \ that much), and grinning with exhileration as I passed the magic 2.0. mark on the speedo

.

And then came the slow control, and I hit most of the cones :burp: .

He told me he couldn't take me out on the road, I felt so dejected but not surprised :P.

(The beast was a terryfyingly solid metal firebreathing contraption that was impossible to kill and totally relentless...
....or as we now say, "a well built steel-framed petrol burning vehicle that is completely reliable and runs forever" - the Yamaha SR125

)

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matt2301

31/03/2005 at 01:10

mine was a ts50x, the slowest 50cc 1980s bike you have ever encountered. ever. The engine in it was bulletproof, which was just as well, because i ragged the absolute tits off it. The thing is it had a habit of popping its inner tubes. I never found out why, but became very adapt at changing tyres. I had about 20 or so punctures while i had it. I actually one rode it home with both tyres flat. VERY SLOWLY. i was a spotty little teenager, and didnt care about the rims. (which turned out dont damage if you ride at 5mph!)

My old man was a biker, so no trouble with the family at all.

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Dirtybill

31/03/2005 at 01:17

I can't recall the first bike I rode

I know it was someone else's though

Started off on snowmobiles which a friend's Dad sold, along with those old Briggs and Stratton bikes that Hunters used. I remember being buried in snow drifts head first from some stupid riding

Snowmobile riding in the way you use body english isn't that much different than bikes,but there were never any Cops around...............unless we rode on the main street of our village

Docca

31/03/2005 at 01:57

riding drunk as a skunk around the Greek islands on a cub 90 (lolz THAT's not a bike etc etc)

then riding drunk as a skunk around the UK on a cg125

then slightly tipsy on an ER-5

then back to being slaughtered on the CBR6

am looking at taking up heroin for my next purchase. bikes are cool

KneeDragonR1

31/03/2005 at 04:43

At Uni I decided I needed a bike. My mate had a 900RR and my other mental mate had a race ZX-7. My mental mate took me for a ride through town. I did not know it would be entirely on one wheel.

Although I almost died, I like it. :burnout:

At that point I was a somewhat accomplished car racer. But I realized life means riding a bike or you are not really living. I quit my job and formal career path so I could afford such two wheeled luxuries.

A month later I had a ZX600. Yes Docca, bikes are cool. The rest is trivial.

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Dirtybill

31/03/2005 at 06:08

Docca wrote

riding drunk as a skunk around the Greek islands on a cub 90 (lolz THAT's not a bike etc etc)

then riding drunk as a skunk around the UK on a cg125

then slightly tipsy on an ER-5

then back to being slaughtered on the CBR6

am looking at taking up heroin for my next purchase. bikes are cool

LOL!!!!!! Wheelies gone wrong at closing time

Paulybab

31/03/2005 at 06:55

Had a Honda 50

at age 16 which my Dad conned me into getting. Managed to get knocked off it by a lorry (mostly his fault but the only person saying ouch and lying on the wet road was me - lesson learned there about defensive riding!)

Got a couple of RD Yamahas after that (200, then 250). All a distant (but nice) memory now.

Just got back to biking this year

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Pas

31/03/2005 at 07:47

Started on BSA C15 (250) which if I lay flat on the seat and tank would just about top 80! Moved along to various Gold Stars, Bonnevilles, and a joint venture with a mate of a '64 Bonny engine in a featherbed frame - unfortunately following an "close encounter of the t*rd kind" with a Mini Cooper, one dead "Triton", one dead "Mini", one dislocated shoulder and one broken ankle -OOPS! Funnily enough after that happened I stopped screaming up the outside of two lanes of traffic to the traffic lights.

As I am now that old that I have to have stabilisers fitted to my bike to stop me falling off, the rest of my irresponsible past is lost in the mists of pre history.

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fazerdaze

31/03/2005 at 08:01

Paulybab wrote

Had a Honda 50 at age 16 which my Dad conned me into getting. Managed to get knocked off it by a lorry

That just reminded me of my first memorable experience with a motorbike ...

I was waiting to turn right on the main road. Road position perfect, signaling clearly ... on my bicycle
when I was hit from behind by an unobservant biker and sent careering across the road and under a lorry!
Luckily I stopped between the lorry wheels and the only thing it mangled was my bike

I was eleven.

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RiceBurner

31/03/2005 at 08:12

After going pillion with my dad a couple of times (he's the original "Born Again" - rode and raced in the '60s then got into cars, then in the mid-eighties he got back into bikes to Commute to London during the huge train strikes) he bought us a Puch Magnum X mini-crosser to tool about on.

(I was 9)

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snarks

31/03/2005 at 09:36

At 16 the ubiquitous FS1E, which at 17 traded in for an RD200, then did my RAC/ACU course (yes I am that old) before my test.

The RD was great, even if I learnt that its no good cleaning a bike if you have an oil leak, - its better to just fix the leak