Indiana Joe
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One of the two loves of my life - In my last moments, I will remember her
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Indiana Joe
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I had to leave her at 80. She was too demanding, and I no longer could fill those demands.
Indiana Joe
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I let her be sold to someone else. She needs the road. It's where she belongs. Some other guy now is in HappyLand with her.
Besides, I and my wife have arranged for cremation. Each of our ashes, when our individual time comes, will be scattered in the river and along it's bank where the deer we fed through so many winters will still abate their thirst
1955
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I’m only 67 but I’ve been feeling so good lately I’m thinking about buying another motorcycle. Although I drove plenty of street bikes I used to race motocross from age 14 to 28. So I must be crazy thinking about buying an MX bike. I have 14 acres to play around on maybe setup a course. Someone talk some sense into me?
Back in the day
Back in the day
Indiana Joe
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I always respected motocross riders. They really had to know how to control a bike far better than 90 percent of the street riders could. However, I hate to bring up the fact that at a few years shy of 70, you are in great risk of bone damage from a fall. Believe me when I tell you that a fall at 70 is not the same as a fall at 30 or 40. The damage from falls is just about the largest cause of death among the elderly. Yeah, I know. You're in denial -
"What the HELL you talking about, Buddy? I've fallen before! And what is this crap about me being OLD, DAMMIT?"
1955
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Kill joy - I have soft dirt...
IKE
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Wasn't riding it all that much so I sold my Goldwing a couple of years prior to retiring telling myself that as soon as I retired I'd get another m/c.......I retired and ran it by mama and she said, "ain't no way Jose !" so we compromised.
What I wanted vs what I'm allowed to purchase.
What I wanted vs what I'm allowed to purchase.
How about an ATV if ridden reasonably, as long as you have the acreage?
Indiana Joe
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Riding an ATV on your own property is not having to deal with the morons on the street. As long as you don't get too aggressive with hill climbing or wheelies, you should be okay.
Packerjohn
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Boys and their toys. For some reason I prefer to talk to women as they have a wide range of interest and they have very good communication skills. Talking to men, you gotta talk trucks, politics, weather and not much else. OK, they do love to talk about "how the hockey/football team" did last night on the TV.
I am very fortunate that in my walking group are all ladies and I am the only guy. We walk for 45 minutes/5 times/week and never run out of interesting topics to discuss. Sometimes I wonder if I walked with a bunch of guys if the conversations would be that interesting. Just wondering but I think I know the answer.
I am very fortunate that in my walking group are all ladies and I am the only guy. We walk for 45 minutes/5 times/week and never run out of interesting topics to discuss. Sometimes I wonder if I walked with a bunch of guys if the conversations would be that interesting. Just wondering but I think I know the answer.
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Geezer Garage
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You might think about a trials bike. They could be a lot of fun on your 14 acres with a lot less course work, and considerably less likelihood of serious bodily harm.
hollydolly
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you're the same age as me.. very active.. BUT... the problem with us..is that we're very active, very sprightly and energetic.. however our Bodies don't bounce like they did once.. and so you have to remember this. No matter how tempting or how easily you may be able to take up an activity you did in your youth, and even be good at it.... if you fall, it's gonna HURT wayyyy more
"Our bodies don't bounce like they did once."
Interesting choice of words......
jujube
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As they say, "You can tell the men from the boys by the price of their toys."
The Spousal Equivalent had what I hesitate to call a mid-life crisis (because he was 74 and I'm not sure that's still mid-life) and traded in his perfectly good Kawasaki touring bike that he had customized to within an inch of its life on an even bigger hawg of a Harley that seems to be in the shop more than it's out. And, of course, anything that you have to do on a Harley is twice as expensive....
dobielvr
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You must be lovin' life right now, surrounded by all those females.
1955
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The American Motorcyclist Association (AMA) has a senior class for 50+ which I would qualify for.
In all seriousness I know what you mean. It’s been about 18 months since I took a tumble down the stairs. As I was cart wheeling down I thought to myself I’m gonna hit bottom & be like that person in the commercial, “Help, I cannot get up”. My shoulder is still not the same.
But riding is great exercise
1955
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I've got my UTV already - just not the same.Riding an ATV on your own property is not having to deal with the morons on the street. As long as you don't get too aggressive with hill climbing or wheelies, you should be okay.
Yeah, I thought about that but my love is MX
MarkD
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How sure are we that you can’t take it with you?
Indiana Joe
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horseless carriage
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How I love your chosen title for this thread. A potted history, my older brother, only 21, got cut up on his Triumph Bonneville back in 1962, he didn't survive the collision. The era, being the sixties, had me on a motor scooter as all self respecting Mods had, back in those days. My Father, having lost his son didn't want to see another under a headstone. He offered to buy me a car if I got rid of the scooter. Mother had died some nine years previously so Dad was both Mother & Father, it must have been tough for him. I loved my Dad so for him, the scooter became history. "Don't worry about the car Dad," (I knew he couldn't afford it,) I also realised that, as I previously said, he didn't want to see a second son under a headstone.
Now the year is 1996, the itch of those two wheels still resonates, Dad is still with us but I haven't lived at home for almost 30 years. That itch just had to be scratched. And some!
It's called a Harley Davidson Heritage Springer. The itch was scratched, it lasted five years,
not a wobble, incident or anything like a close call. The bike sold for a great deal more
than I paid, it's successor was, or, to be grammatically correct, is, the vintage MG
that I had posted here on various threads from time to time. Do you know? Truth
be told, I still love and hanker for that beautiful motorbike. Can you visualise the
speed cop's face when, having pulled me over for speeding, on seeing my wrinkled
76 year old face, and about to give me a lecture in the dangers of speeding................
Indiana Joe
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The title thread is exactly how I feel about the Gold Wing to this day.
Too bad about your brother. Bike riding takes paying attention - every damn second.
I have my own theory. Let me know the exact details of a bike accident and I'll prove to you that 95 out of a hundred accidents it's the bikers fault. I don't give a damn how the idiot car driver caused it, the biker should have taken precautions to keep it from happening. About the only two I allow as not the fault of the biker, is some oncoming bleep who crossed the middle line in the road as he was so near to you that there was no avoidance. The second excuse I accept was an anvil falling straight down, unseen, from the sky onto your head.
I believe that's the thinking it takes to stay alive on a bike.
At one time I rode British bikes. Started with the terribly underpowered Norton 850, My last British bike was a Triumph Trident. Wow! What a handler. Unfortunately, she a terrible habit of wobbling side to side at an ever increasing rate as the speed increased. Because of the handling alone I hated to get rid of it, but it was too dangerous at even legal expressway speed limits.
Scooters? Gawd they scare the hell outta me. Rode one belonging to a buddy of mine. Blink Right to go right, blink Left to go left. That doesn't sit well with a guy who started out on a Harley 74, and stayed on big bikes. On a bigger one, you pretty much control a bike like those cowboys tackle a steer around the horns. Throw it around. On scooters, I just couldn't learn to blink properly. I almost ended up on the sidewalk a time or two.
I loved throwing the big bikes around.
I know giving up that great looking Hog wasn't easy. But as Harry said, "A man's gotta know his limitations." My last time for throwing a leg over Goldie was at 80. I realized I had been too close to having a concrete lunch a time or two, and it was time to let go.
It still hurts like hell, and I find myself cursing at the fools around here who do little riding other than around the block or to their favorite tavern. I wanna scream at 'em, "The damn Mississippi is less than 200 miles away, you morons! RIDE, DAMMIT!
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hollydolly
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why ?
Murrmurr
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In my experience ATVs tumble way more often than motorcycles. The turning ratio and handle-ability doesn't even compare, and once they start going wheels over wheels, the momentum only increases. Two wheels will lay down pretty quickly, 4 wheels don't.