GROVING AND BIKING

Okay..

Can´t say I have had the pleasure of owning a bike.....always had my " rear of the year" planted firmly on one as a pillion though...

I DO plan to get my Bike Licence before I am 40 and at least one flying lesson...those are the liggle goals for mise....

Anyhow....

A sample of Bikes I have travelled or sat on.....only a sample mind....I will add to it later............

Suzuki 185 ...Two Stroke Jobbie more fondly referred to as our " yellow heap of s**t ".

Had one memorable journey from Dublin to Waterville in Kerry, in of course atrocious weather conditions, and the battery fell off on the road.
Hmmmmm....I´m telling you...scummin´ it in those days....

Another one that springs to mind is a Ducati...

Some lunatic organic farmer in W Cork...don´t remember much else...it was red and went well.

Side car of some Russian made Black Bike..the Cossack of course...had a huge red star on the side of the coffin like side car....

I would lean left and right as you do, with open face helmet on the way to some barn of a pub in West Cork. Again always in some atrocious weather conditions. No wonder my eyes seemed to be permanently watery and glassy.
Driver was lunatic German chef with a Bismark style tache to go with the image...I sat in that thing so often.....too many times...always victim to the inclement weather and mmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiisty rain sweeping in off the Seven Heads Peninsula.

Honda Superdream Deluxe...250 CC.

Comfortable Bike

That took me all around Ireland, I even aquired a hot silver bike suit and proper boots ( still used the plastic bags inside though ). That served me well in college in Gaillimh.

One memorable trip was when some twit convinced me to wear one of those frame rugsacks on my back. It kept me upright for almost 10 hours....wonder where we were going...Donegal I think.

Needless to say, I had to be lifted off the bike and laid flat. Couldn´t bend for days. Being padded out like the Michelin woman didn´t help either. Again red eyes for days and always in atrocious weather conditions.

I have more stories and can be a bit more accurate regarding the bikes and types and so forth but duty calls in the form of dinner and homework.

Suffice to say that now, I only plant my rear end on the saddle when the sun is out and I don´t have to pad myself out so much. Enough is enough...after all...only so much a girl can take.

Want to know what bikes you guys ride...bikes only please and what hot chicks perch on the back...

Waiting as always....



ME

Evening Mins,

I had a chopper when I was about 9yrs old and my uncle had a honda 50 when I was a bit younger than that. He used to take me for a ride on it up and down the road when he and my aunt came to babysit.

Does that count????

Me neither Bluebell.

Scared of them, tell the truth.

Love me jammer though !

Bikes certainly did it for me but never had my own but fair few of ex boyfriends did and god did I think I was cool when on the back of one . No helmets wheelies up and down god hopw stupid we were and blucky to hav lived to tell thye tale

Wouldnt want my Liam anywhere near one have to say

Bluebell wrote: my brothers had two motor bikes when I was growing up, but to me they were just horrible, smelly, noisey ....

but what were the bikes like?

Bluebell wrote:    LOL Ciaron

Yep, one liner of the week so far !

Biker Pat wrote: Until I die I will always ride, thats assuming I can get my leg over...motorbikes that is

Begorra Pat I'm delighted you cleared that up at the end... I thought you were getting all bold on us there for a mo!!!!

My 1st bike in 1978 was a Suzuki B100p, that I drove to my 1st job - in Cavan; didn't know anything about bikes and put the wrong oil in it. It's still in Cavan!

Then a Honda 175 that I heard is still going strong,

then this lovely CB 750 Four I bought at a Garda auction in 1981.



Had a CB250 twin for a short while then a new CB250RS around 1984, sold that to Dave the Barman in the Nep, and got a
Suzuki GSX400F. It's being lying up for 12 years, and soon to be restored...

Was never into speed, but toured the country on all those bikes. Good times. CP.

That's a great looking bike RT.
One of the many things i have not done in life is to ride a motorcycle. My
brother was a big biker back in his day. It was all BSAs and Nortons.Spent
every penny he had on chrome and spark plugs.

Hey Pogue. I bet they also spent a good deal on oil. RT's bike spelt the demise of the big Brit bikes. As a biker I always aspired to getting a CB750 much to the chargrin of my uncle who always had BSAs. I am seriously toying with the idea of getting a classic bike next year. male meno.. something I think. There are some great web sites extolling the virtues of these early superbikes. Maybe Santa will be kind.