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Post by floog on May 23, 2006 20:18:30 GMT
We are all different as human beings, all unique in some way or another. We were born with different genes, we have different genetic make-up, emotions, and can be as different as chalk and cheese :agreed: And yet, bring two bikers together in a chance meeting in a remote bar anywhere in the world.....and the bond is immediately obvious...... But why? What is it about motorcycles, biking, that binds us together..... What does being a biker mean to you? What is it that gives you such a rush, such a thrill? This is one guy's explanation.... The lure of motorcycling is hard to explain to many, but probably not you. Motorcycling requires relaxed concentration that is highly engaging. By definition, riding a bike means you're not doing taxes, attending a business meeting, taking out the trash or any number of other less satisfying activities. Throw in good scenery, fresh air and exquisite mechanical art and engineering and you have something special. Over to you
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Post by wardourdrive on May 23, 2006 20:27:19 GMT
;D friendship, independance (when allowed) relaxation
for starters
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Post by Renegade on May 23, 2006 20:37:37 GMT
Hard to explain I love the rush I get from the power of bikes, the commonadre (Spelling) between individuals when they meet up, the friendship shown to all fellow bikers. I've been around bikes for over 43 years (Started riding when I was 10) and they have been my life, all my closest friends are or have been bikers, it's in my blood and something I find hard to explain because none of my family are or have ever been into bikes.
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Post by floog on May 23, 2006 20:46:41 GMT
Speaking personally...This will sound weird because it's kind of a contradiction..... I get a rush from firing up a bike....absolutely any bike...and riding off down the road I love the feeling of me just flirting with mother nature as silly as that may sound. I can forget all of my work and daily concerns and just for a while, I can escape everything and be at peace with myself I can sometimes burn off aggresion with insane acceleration and stupid speeds......I can ruin the day for people trying to be 'clever' in £50,000+ cars by pulverising them when they try to out accelerate me (as purile as that may sound, it makes me grin like a cheshire cat!!) I can pootle round Kent's finest and enjoy the scenery with my wife as pillion, and enjoy a picnic from my topbox...how civilised is that. I can be alone and solitary and love every minute of my own company......and I can ride with others and love it to death. I can dress up in flash leathers and feel fantastic.....endulge in boyhood fantasies every day.....I can sit in the garage with a bottle of Sol and fall in love with every curve of my ZRX. And then, I can revel in the friends I have made on the ZRXOC and ZRXUK ....brilliant, witty, fun people who I respect and have an affinity with, and can be myself with....people who accept me as the berk I am For me, there is no point without bikes........it keeps me alive, vibrant, happy and enjoying every minute I have on this planet, it gives me hope when times are bad, it gives me a focus and a goal every day of my life....... Yeah, that's kind of it in a nutshell for FLOOG.......
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Post by KES on May 23, 2006 20:47:02 GMT
Its just a great way to unwind and chill. Ie when coming home home after a good days graft truck diving its great to ride home and unwind . I can't say the same struggling home in the jam jar .
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Post by bikesnoopy on May 23, 2006 20:48:51 GMT
Why should i have to try & explain it to you lot when you all know EXACTLY how i feel. . . What wlse is there to add...?
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Post by ZRX Gremlin on May 23, 2006 21:03:21 GMT
There's no single reason why I love biking and I've never been able to put my finger on the definitive answer whenever asked. I'm sure that many of us hav ethe same problem. It's not just the power of the bike, that feeling of freedom that comes with riding it and the buzz you get from knowing that you're riding it well. It's not thrill seeking (or is it?) or man and machine versus every bugger else (C) GremlinIt's not just the friendship of other bikers and like minded individuals or the bikers lifestyle. Leather fetish? maybe It's a combination of all of the above and a lot more besides. An elderly motorcyclist that I met when I was just a kid and only just getting into bikes summed it up perfectly or as good as. I've never forgotten these words of wisdom. That, for me, that just about sums it up.
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Post by Renegade on May 23, 2006 21:07:13 GMT
Very true
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Post by Les on May 23, 2006 22:07:53 GMT
Ive been riding for 33 years and hope to be for another 33. Its just me, its what I do I cant say why but I get twitchy if I havent ridden for a few days. All my close friends either ride bikes or have ridden (and are desperate to do so again). I still stay in touch with the two lads I blatted around with in the early seventies and both still have bikes (just in case you read this paddy ok I give in your BMW is a bike). prehaps its an adiction
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Post by BADGER on May 24, 2006 17:54:00 GMT
Ive been riding for 33 years Same as me Trucker, i've been riding now for 32 years, and still get the biggest thrill out of feeling the power, that rush when you lean into a corner and get it just rite and ya i too get withdrawals if i've not been on me bike for a while. It must be in the BLOOD"You have to ride it to Know it"
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Post by wardourdrive on May 24, 2006 18:47:36 GMT
OK I have it now. It stops me being stuck on a train outside Peterborough bleeding station because a train has broken down in front. Which is where I am now and have been for the past 20 minutes with little hope of getting back to the REX waiting for me at the station. I could be relaxing travelling home on a busy road but not being stuck in traffic and actually enjoying myself as I always do no matter the weather when on any bike.
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Post by bikesnoopy on May 24, 2006 18:57:19 GMT
All of the above. . .
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Post by bikesnoopy on May 25, 2006 20:48:20 GMT
You know,ive often thought about this question & i still dont have a definative answer. I remember(just)my first bike at the age of 4 & i thought this is fun...and again about 15 bikes later at the age of 10...then another 15 bikes & i was old enough to ride one on the road...& that was simply fantastic. I remember passing my car test in my dads BRAND NEW Austin Allegro.When i got back from the test centre,dad said "i suppose you'll want the car for the afternoon then"... I said "no thanks" & i want out on my trusty Trihmph Bonniville. Why was that? And now...squillions of years later...my girfriend says "why dont you take the car to work today" cuz its cold & wet & icy...& i still say "no thanks" & put my waterproofs on... Why is that? Why is it that if i dont ride the bike for TWO days,im climbing up the walls & getting irritable. Why do i cover it up with a blanket each night & say night night to it(ok,i admit that IS sad...)... So,i guess,in answer to the question,id have to say...i dont know what makes motorcycling so important to me...i really dont. Its nearly killed me at least twice & it empties my wallet weekly...but still i gotta ride...& i always will...
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Post by floog on May 25, 2006 20:56:22 GMT
You know,ive often thought about this question & i still dont have a definative answer. I remember(just)my first bike at the age of 4 & i thought this is fun...and again about 15 bikes later at the age of 10...then another 15 bikes & i was old enough to ride one on the road...& that was simply fantastic. I remember passing my car test in my dads BRAND NEW Austin Allegro.When i got back from the test centre,dad said "i suppose you'll want the car for the afternoon then"... I said "no thanks" & i want out on my trusty Trihmph Bonniville. Why was that? And now...squillions of years later...my girfriend says "why dont you take the car to work today" cuz its cold & wet & icy...& i still say "no thanks" & put my waterproofs on... Why is that? Why is it that if i dont ride the bike for TWO days,im climbing up the walls & getting irritable. Why do i cover it up with a blanket each night & say night night to it(ok,i admit that IS sad...)... So,i guess,in answer to the question,id have to say...i dont know what makes motorcycling so important to me...i really dont. Its nearly killed me at least twice & it empties my wallet weekly...but still i gotta ride...& i always will... Like several other posts here, an excellent reply and part of the individuality side of biking that so fascinates me.
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