I can’t ride my husband’s old Honda because I am to short. I feel like a weeble wobble when I try to place my feet on the ground. I have ridden it and do great as long as I don’t have to stop!
Granted, the bikes of today aren’t as heavy. I have a friend with a GSXR and the bike only weighs about 300 lbs. I love my Suzuki GS850GL. It is the perfect combination of both worlds and my My feet can reach the ground.
I don’t see myself on a speed bike. I love the old vintage bikes. Call me a classic type of gal. They don’t make things like they used to. I tease my friend that I have the original sport bike! Reaching speeds of 100 back in the 60’s and 70’s was pretty cool.
There is something about owning a classic bike. I love it when people, after getting over the fact that as a girl, I love to ride and wrench on my own bikes, look at me with that blank stare and say “BSA what?” I am sure in southern California; you see British bikes all the time. A few know what the Suzuki is. Around here, you see mostly custom choppers, speed bikes and Harley's. The only metrics I have seen are the new ones like the star lines and such.
For me, the problem with the older bikes is the weight issue. You know, I am not intimidated by the power, just the weight. I guess that is because when I set down my (which has now become my husband’s) ’78 Honda CB750, I had a hell of a time picking it up. I was stopped at an intersection in my neighborhood and a gust of wind literally blew me off balance. You see, because I am so short (5'5") I had to lean the bike to the left a little to allow my foot to plant firmly on the ground.
For those of you that have been to west Texas, you’ll understand about the “little gusts”.
Anyway, it knocked me off balance and I couldn’t get it back up. It was too heavy. There I was waiting for a Good Samaritan to help me. ITo know avail! With the adreline gowing through my veins, I got it back up on 2.
The bike wasn’t damaged, just my pride. I felt like an idiot. Honestly, I felt like I was the only person in the world that had ever dropped their bike. I guess that just comes with the territory, doesn’t it! Well, at least the bike and I are ok and we lived to see another day. I am just happy that it wasn’t my BSA or Suzuki! That would have been tragic!
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