Times Have Changed
Did my share of leaning on hot hoods back in the day.
Today, I'm really enjoying my bike. Just miss the ol'days with youthful craziness and cool girls.
That said, I took my 1st ride on the tank of dad's BSA 650 Lightning at 18 mos & was a regular passenger on the tank of his Yamaha 650 till I was big enough to ride pillion, coincidentally about the same time he bought his '75 FXE.
Went everywhere with the old man on that Shovel, along with his heathen friends on their Pan & Knuckle chops, stroker Shovels & hot-rodded XLCHs. Crazy parties, epic runs, beaucoup laughs & great memories.
My old man & his 2nd wife at their wedding in '82-
Remember when chicks got a free t-shirt at the dealership, if they tried it on in the showroom? Sigh...
I miss the days when being a biker wasn't "socially acceptable". I know hindsight is always viewed through rose colored glasses, but it seems the brotherhood of bikers has gone the way of the dodo & everything's turned into some overpriced, commercialized fashion statement.
Hell, I dunno. I find that the handful of folks I ride with are either my age & raised by bikers (hell, my OL is a biker's kid & her brother, one of the coolest ***** I've had the pleasure of meeting, rides as well), or my dad's age & riding since way back.
That Shovel hasn't been ridden since '87 & with the passing of my step-mom, the old man's been itching to get back in the wind. I'd love to get 'er back up & on the road, just so that I can ride with the old bastard.
The "old days" are sadly never coming back, just hate that the old ways seem to have disappeared with them.
The "old days" are gone, but the same kind of people who made them the good old days are still here. The guys and gals that were your best friends back then, all in their (for example) 40's at the time, the ones that would party with you, ride with you, have your back, are all still here. The new crop, that is, in their 40's today.
The only difference is that today we aslo have the much larger group of riders that are following the marketing; the "dentists in chaps". 40 years ago, when the bikes were all kickers, it was different. But the riders today who will look you in the eye and shake your hand are the same guys from 40 years ago.
You just have to be able to pick them out of the crowd of riders in brand new vests and trailered in bikes.
They're still here.
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