That’s no way to talk about her, it’s not her fault she was born in Sligo. I blame the parents ! Seriously though, I’m glad to see there’s a connection.
I like to take mine to really hot countries in July and go for long midday walks with no shade as I love the smell of bacon cooking.
She's from Sligo, she struggles to read let alone use the internet or technology. The electric kettle is still Voodo in her eyes.
True, but she’s not from the City but from the ‘shires’ on the border of Co’s Cork & Tipp, a far more gentile environment.
Just back and we did the Ring of Kerry and other nearby spots. Very light traffic, fabulous scenery but some roads were a suspension workout! Last outing of the year
My wife's new friend came to dinner Saturday with her husband. He was a biker for many years until 18 months ago when he slipped, fell, put his arm through a greenhouse pane of glass and nearly lost his left hand. Now he only has partial use and doesn't have the strength to pull a clutch in. Moral is, enjoy it while you can 'cos it can get taken away in a flash.
we did discuss, but he had a FireBlade pre-fall. Not sure I could live with a scooter. I'm sure there was an Oz racer with 1 arm.
GP80, what got you into bikes in the first place? does that still stand? You may regret selling it , especially if you've put time into it. I find it very difficult to sell a bike. they become a family member, like a dog. Do you ride all year round? it surprises me how many don't. yes I should have shares in ACF50, but with the right gear on winter riding rocks. best of luck with whatever you decide.
GP80, I would say, stop thinking about it and just ride. I recently read the Ant Middleton biography and he talked about just putting one foot in front of another. I wake up most morning miserable at the thought of going to work, never mind having to put my gear on and jump on a bike, and it is an such an inconvenience to my day other than jumping in a car. But I force myself to, because when I ride, time stops and the worries ( the wife ringing me, looking at at clock, worrying about the day ahead of me, the news on the radio ), for that brief moment it is just me and the wheels, and when I get to work I feel I regained a part of me lost to the pressures of life. I would say just have one ride and see how you feel, make it an everyday thing. I have never been one for riding with mates, it forces competition and sometimes you just want the calmness of stopping for a coffee and looking at the scenery, live is not 100mph everywhere, although I admit I top that most days I ride a bike just for the grin, lol. Stop thinking and just ride mate. The other aspect to this is, I have 3 old school ducatis (996, 996s, 998) which are immaculate, low mileage and pampered.... but the bike that puts the biggest grin on my face, I ride weekly, I don't care if it gets wet, and I have most trust in... is my r1 4vx... I am considering selling my ducatis but will never get rid of my R1 ( I know I will be shot down now for being a traitor lol ), forget about the bike, and concentrate on the ride. Hope this help ( I have babbled so thank you for reading it all ).
By the way, I have ridden since I was 16, I am 38 now, and only been without a bike for 2 weeks in that time, and my wife will not allow it again as I was miserable lol ( which is good excuse for buying new bikes ). It is not the bike, it is the freedom, community (even just nodding at another rider), and the feeling of flying / floating / exhilaration / freedom... whatever you jump on a bike. Just get on it and ride mate!
