It was a GSXR 750 with a custom body kit that made it look wild.
Last year, he started riding it to work every day. Sure it used a
whole bunch less gas than a 6 cylinder car, but as a one-off (I had the
body kit imported from the Czech Republic, and as as far as I know,
there are no others like it in the country) it doesn't make for a
sensible commuter option.
One small oopsie would destroy plastic and fibreglass parts that
cannot easily be replaced.
So for 2007, I bought my boy a Ducati 916 for his birthday. No, not a
new one (I'm not made of money) but a very respectable example.
Finally my boy started to agree with me that a big twin is so much
easier and more fun to ride than a four cylinder.
Then he crashed it.
It was a freak low-speed accident involving the nozzle from a fire-
hose from a fire-truck, but managed to put great big dents in both front
and back wheels, and pretty much destroy the plastic bodywork.
An hysterical phone call at 7am is not the sort of thing I like to
hear from my boy, especially when there are lots of police cars and
ambulances involved, and the local radio stations start reporting
motorway on-ramps being closed due to a motorcycle accident.
Fortunately, the worst injury my boy ended up with was a sore foot.
Sure, his helmet was toast and his gloves were ribbons, but the rest
of his leather gear survived with only a few "Marks Of Honour".
Later, he told me that he was glad that he had worn undies that day,
'coz otherwise if he had needed to have the leather pants removed, it
might have been very embarrassing.
It is over 10 years since my boy last had any sort of problem on a
motorbike. Back then, he also did it in style, destroying the bike, and
using his testicles to remove the fuel tank in a manouevre that I prefer
not to think much about.
The amount of damage to the 916 was not great, but when it comes to
having a bike fixed, the cost of the parts adds up pretty quickly, so
the insurance company wrote it off as a waste of effort. A week later,
the insurance company fronted with a cheque for the full amount that I
had paid for the 916 (less a not very big excess).
When my boy could walk again on both feet, he went shopping for a
replacement for his birthday present. Initally he was looking at SPS-
class bikes, but eventually toned his search down to something similar
to the bike that he had just killed.
He found one! A very nice example. Newer, with more carbon-fibre
fruit, even lower mileage and available for the sort of cash that the
insurance company had paid out.
Only problem was, it was in another city, 400 miles away.
Yesterday, my boy rang me at 4:30am to get me to take him to the
airport. His partner and baby were asleep, so I also had to be very
quiet. He's far too cheap to pay for the taxi ride (over an hour) to
the airport, so Dad has to take up the slack. The rude hour is also a
result of being cheap: the intercity flight that he had booked cost him
just US$50.
So I got him on the plane, and worried for the whole day about sending
my boy into an unknown void where anything could happen.
It is the first time that my boy has been on a plane by himself. I
know that you are probably thinking that if he is grown up enough to
have a kid, and to negotiate a long-distance motocycle purchase, then he
should be OK. I guess I should think that too, but it is hard (as a
parent) to not worry about all sorts of fantastic possibilities.
What if the person he has bought the bike from is an axe murderer?
What if he gets lost?
What if the bike breaks down?
To take my mind off thinking about these things, I took my own bike
out for an extended ride with a mate. My boy had promised to call me
from a really nice Cafe that I knew about, about 1/3 of the way home.
He should be there by about lunch-time.
I made it home by 2pm, checked my cell phone and my answering machine,
but no news from the boy, so I called him and left a message "Please
Call Dad".
He did eventually, at about 4:30pm, and still about 2 hours away.
"Yeah Dad, a slight problem, I missed the turn-off you told me about,
but figured it couldn't be too bad. Unfortunately it took me about 100
miles further west than I should have been, and the only way back was on
the nastiest windy road I have ever ridden on. The gas reserve light
came on when I saw a sign that said that the next town was 30 miles
away"
Thankfully, he didn't run out of gas, but only just.
I think I'll need to have words with him about ignoring maps and
directions.
He made it home just before 7 pm, and I went to see him this morning.
The bike he bought is a stunner. A beautiful Ducati 996 with
Termignoni pipes, a Corbin seat, and in beautiful condition. It could
do with an extra tooth on the front sprocket so that he can ride it at
sensible speeds, but apart from that, a wonderful purchase.
I am very proud of my boy for finding the bike, negotiating its
purchase, and bringing it home. He told me that it was going to be an
adventure, and I am very pleased that he survived it.
When I was at his house, several of his mates turned up to see the new
bike. All were impressed. He had woken up early this morning to clean
all of the bugs off, so it was looking fine. The only sign that
something physically demanding had gone down the day before was when he
bent down to check the tire pressure and admitted to all assembled:
"Just look away folks, I can't wear undies today 'coz my arse is so
sore, and I don't want to frighten you with butt-crack".
Scout
> Trevor Jones <tj...@noundies.input.co.nz> wrote:
>> Back in 2006, I gave my boy a motorcycle for his birthday.
>>
>> It was a GSXR 750 with a custom body kit that made it look wild.
>
> You are joking, right?
>
>> So for 2007, I bought my boy a Ducati 916 for his birthday. No, not
>> a
>> new one (I'm not made of money) but a very respectable example.
>
> Really now, you have to be joking?
>
>> Yesterday, my boy rang me at 4:30am to get me to take him to the
>
> Now you are really really joking?
>
>> airport. His partner and baby were asleep, so I also had to be very
>
> Partner? Don't people use the term wife anymore?
>
>> quiet. He's far too cheap to pay for the taxi ride (over an hour) to
>> the airport, so Dad has to take up the slack. The rude hour is also a
>> result of being cheap: the intercity flight that he had booked cost him
>> just US$50.
>
> 4:30 in the morning with no warning - would have just let him walk to
> the airport.
>
>> So I got him on the plane, and worried for the whole day about
>> sending
>> my boy into an unknown void where anything could happen.
>
> What, is he 10?
>
>> It is the first time that my boy has been on a plane by himself. I
>> know that you are probably thinking that if he is grown up enough to
>> have a kid, and to negotiate a long-distance motocycle purchase, then
>> he should be OK. I guess I should think that too, but it is hard (as a
>> parent) to not worry about all sorts of fantastic possibilities.
>
> I'd think he would have been old enough to buy his own bike. This isn't
> rocket science. You talk about him as though he were a 10 year old.
>
>> I am very proud of my boy for finding the bike, negotiating its
>> purchase, and bringing it home. He told me that it was going to be an
>> adventure, and I am very pleased that he survived it.
>
> Really, is this story a joke of some kind, or are you serious?
>
I have this odd feeling that this guy is actually serious...
--
Stephan
1986 Pontiac Fiero GT
君の事思い出す日なんてないのは
君の事忘れたときがないから
>> airport. His partner and baby were asleep, so I also had to be
>> very
>
> Partner? Don't people use the term wife anymore?
>
I wonder about that myself sometimes. "baby's momma" and "baby's
daddy" being two interesting euphemisms here in the States.
"Partner" may also indicate a male companion, as may the term
"significant other".
In a promiscuous society, the degree of *significance* of the other
person in a relationship is variable.
>
> I wonder about that myself sometimes. "baby's momma" and "baby's
> daddy" being two interesting euphemisms here in the States.
It's usually "baby mama" or "baby daddy" amongst Blacks, who do not
bother to get married to their breeding partners.
Perhaps calling a woman "my baby mama" is at least an admission of
*some* responsibility for one's promiscuous actions.
Nobody said they were married.
Right. The quote was "partner and baby", so partner sure implies what
used to be considered "wife", but today, usually isn't. Nowadays its
called partner, "my babys momma", interesting euphemisms and such.
To heck with actually MEANING it, lets just have some fun and make a
baby! Yee Haw!
Is it that much worse than getting married four times?
>Is it that much worse than getting married four times?
I don't think getting married 4 times means much either.....
Nope
>
> > So for 2007, I bought my boy a Ducati 916 for his birthday. No, not a
> > new one (I'm not made of money) but a very respectable example.
>
> Really now, you have to be joking?
Still Nope
>
> > Yesterday, my boy rang me at 4:30am to get me to take him to the
>
> Now you are really really joking?
>
> > airport. His partner and baby were asleep, so I also had to be very
>
> Partner? Don't people use the term wife anymore?
Not married, so the term "wife" is inappropriate.
>
> > So I got him on the plane, and worried for the whole day about sending
> > my boy into an unknown void where anything could happen.
>
> What, is he 10?
Do you have kids? Parents tend to worry about everything.
>
>
> Really, is this story a joke of some kind, or are you serious?
>
> - Kurt
Totally serious.
I told a story and enjoyed doing so.
You made fun of it, and probably also enjoyed doing so.
I'm happy that my boy is riding a bike, and enjoying it.
If I talk about him like he is 10, then that is a failing in my
ability as a storyteller. Hey, I'm a biker.
I only wrote the story for other bikers to enjoy. If you didn't enjoy
it, then feel free to move on. I'm not stopping you.
No, he's not a "Momma's boy" or a "Daddie's Boy". Just a kid with a
sore butt from having to ride a long distance on a sportbike.
So it wouldn't make much difference if they were married. I happen to
have been married to the same wife for 34 years now, but I don't
expect all my friends to do the same. If I did I would have very few
friends.
Bruce
If it's any consulation, I knew you were genuine the moment you noted
the superiority of big desmo twins.
Why did your name change from Trevor to Scout?
>So it wouldn't make much difference if they were married.
I am ambivalent. For starters, I do not considering hooking up to have
kids the same as getting married. Also, while I understand the concept
of getting married, divorced, and remarried understandable, I would
think the exercise itself would discourage doing it over and over,
like 4 times.
If there were no kids involved, I suppose getting married 4 times
would be like not getting married at all and just "hooking up"
"officially" for periods of time, but does that MEAN anything? Doesn't
sound like it.
>I happen to
>have been married to the same wife for 34 years now, but I don't
>expect all my friends to do the same. If I did I would have very few
>friends.
I don't judge friends by the number of times they've been married
either...but I don't know any that have been married 4 times.
Scott, sorry for the bad reception you got here in AMS. Mostly our fault but
partly your odd writing style is my opinion.
I wondered though how you got your youngster to get into having a 916 Ducati
when peer pressure is so strong in kids his age to buy the faster Japanese
sportbike's? Hell, he probably gave up at least 20 HP going from the Suzuki
to the Ducati. And the sound is not that inline 4 that stirs the soul of
both young and old, heard from a half mile away. Sure twins have better
midrange torque and all but I would imagine am old 916 is a high
maintenance beast compared to a GSXR-750.
--
Bob Nixon, RZ-350, SV-650, Chandler, AZ.
I like women, and am engaged to a neat one I've been dating for four
years. However, just to mess with people and their stereotypes a
little, I would often refer to her as my "partner," and then a few
sentences later use her name, Margaret. Partner often implies same
sex in current language, or to just a good friend if you are watching
old cowboy movies.
I like the idea of being able to declare a significant other/partner
as more than a casual girlfriend. To me, that is a good step to stay
in for a few years while you live together, try sharing a household,
and maybe have a kid (surprise) together. Happens all the time.
Those are some real fast and fairly expensive bikes to start someone
on. I think that's why some folks didn't believe you.
Sounds like you are a generous father. And concerned for his well
being. All boys should be so lucky.
I agree it would be good to spend some time looking at maps with him,
and maybe take a weekend trip together on the bikes to show him some
touring tips. If you can coach and observe him in new environments,
you would probably feel more at ease with him traveling - and for good
cause.
>
> I like the idea of being able to declare a significant other/partner
> as more than a casual girlfriend. To me, that is a good step to stay
> in for a few years while you live together, try sharing a household,
> and maybe have a kid (surprise) together. Happens all the time.
>
I'd be happy if it happened much less often, both the surprises and the
planned ones.
Something about unlimited growth being the philosophy of the cancer cell...
I didn't make fun of it - I am totally shocked at how spoiled the
kid seems to be (granted, spoiled is a relative term). I'm all for
getting kids started on bikes as early as possible, but you bought him
two show bikes? I could see myself buying my kid a basic starter bike,
and a track/race bike if he ever got that serious. But two race replicas
with the bling is something he would have to save up for and buy on his own.
I believe there is something to be learned from saving up and working towards
such things on your own. I know a few kids who have had everything handed
to them like that. They don't have much appreciation for what it takes
to earn such toys on their own.
> I only wrote the story for other bikers to enjoy. If you didn't enjoy
> it, then feel free to move on. I'm not stopping you.
I'll admit to being a bit jealous - my parents would never even let me
have a bike while I was under their roof - even one that I would buy with
my own money. But I really think you are over indulging him. He sounds
like he is old enough to take care of himself and earn his own toys.
- Kurt
That is part of the problem that I am hinting to. A partner is supposed
to be someone you work with. Not a significant other. But, the fudgepackers
have taken this term and messed it up too. Just the other day, a friend who
is a PI mentioned he had to meet his partner after the gym. At first, I
thought to myself, "wait, he isn't queer". Then it hit me, a decade ago,
I would not have thought he was talking about a significant other - I would
have immediately thought of his work partner. It just ain't right that the
meaning of that term has been hijacked in same sex couples' attempts to make
themselves appear "normal".
- Kurt
They are "normal", except for the whacked ones, then again many "normal"
couples ain't so "normal".
I'm certainly not one to pass judgement. Are you?
For example, the OP is whacked, IMHO.
I'll never get married again, even if marriage #1 fails.
If I only knew beforehand what I know now!
--
Andrew
00 Daytona
00 Speed Triple
71 Kawi H1
05 Kiddo
Heh, but you don't know what you don't know.
In early December, I told him that he was getting a thing with a
spring and a wheel for Xmas, and left him to try and guess what it was.
Obviously, he never did.
When the big day rolled around, I took him out to the garage and said
"look at this" as I pressed the button on the door opener.
Man, I have never seen a kid's eyes open so wide.
He got so excited that he actually wet his pants.
Isn't it nice to make kids happy?
I don't know many 4 timers but I know a lot of 3 timers. I think that
is a good share of the reason many young people today start out just
living together, to see if it works before making it official. Funny
thing is I have known a few couples that lived together for years
before getting married that split up shortly after they got married.
Sort of like, "Your mine now so I don't have to do those extra things
to keep you happy." Or, "Your mine now so don't let me catch you even
looking at anyone else."
Bruce
He's had to save up to pay for his house, and when you're talking that
sort of money, a motorcycle is a toy that most young families just can't
afford.
Bikes have always been the things that Stevie and I get to share as a
father-son thing, and just 'coz his own budget won't run to paying for
such a toy, I don't want to NOT be able to go riding with him.
Neither of the bikes that I have mentioned were race replicas. They
are gentle beasts, but once again, everything is relative. One of MY
bikes managed 2nd place in the NZ Superbike Championship (when I lent it
to someone who could do it justice). So that is the sort of stuff we
got used to.
Migrating from the old one put a lot of the settings up the wazoo.
> is a good share of the reason many young people today start out just
> living together, to see if it works before making it official. Funny
> thing is I have known a few couples that lived together for years
> before getting married that split up shortly after they got married.
I see that a lot. A buddy of mine is getting ready to move into a place
with his girlfriend. He plans on marrying her one day, but wants to give
it a test drive. He is, on some level, terrified by all the stories he
has been hearing from other young guys in the gym who have recently gotten
married. Apparently, no matter how cool she was, how much of an outgoing
party girl she was, no matter how much "me time" you used to get before
the marriage, all of that changes once the knot it tied. I really get the
impression the entire living together for a bit routine doesn't do a good
job of predicting where the marriage will go.
- Kurt
Relative to the bikes he'd owned before? I've owned all of those
bikes, none of them is gentle.
Maybe we're all just jealous. My dad bought me a rusty Civic and told
me to join the service if I wanted more money. I had the sense to
realize a free Civic is better than nothing at all.
Greg.
No, they are defective on some level, and trying to change society to
view this as normal behavior so they can feel better about themselves instead
of just accepting that they are defective.
>
> I'm certainly not one to pass judgement. Are you?
You are joking, right? Of course *I* am one to pass judgement.
Where the hell have you been? I'm a bit opinionated, you know.
>
> For example, the OP is whacked, IMHO.
>
Really, I thought the original post was just trolling, looking to start
a flame war. Similar to the guys who post how to do wheelies on their
new GSXR1000 (first bike) that they have chrome-ed up. But, the guy
seems genuine. I can see his point to some extent - it sounds like his
kid is actually living his own life but just can't afford the toys on his
own yet. So, I'm thoroughly jealous. It does sound a lot like some of the
kids I grew up with though, and ones I know now days from the gym and work,
whos parents buy them all sorts of shit that they should instead be working
for themselves. This one 18 year old kid at the gym had two sport cars,
went through multiple sport bikes, and his dad, who is not rich, and
right in the middle of the middle class, kept bailing him out of debt.
Or, how my buddy's girlfriend keeps racking up massive credit card debt,
only to go running to her parents to get it zero'ed out (not sure if she
is still doing this - used to do it every once in a while in the past though).
- Kurt
: No, they are defective on some level, and trying to change society
: to view this as normal behavior so they can feel better about themselves
: instead of just accepting that they are defective.
Can you possibly yell "I'm an idiot and I'm embarrassing myself" any
louder than you currently are?
Justin
'02 Honda Shadow VT750DC
'07 Suzuki SV650
Could it be that you think Kurt is defective on some level?
How would I be embarrassing myself? You don't agree with me, but that hardly
means a large portion of the population doesn't. I always find it surprising
when I run across someone at work who believes everyone shares their beliefs
that homosexuality is just another normal thing, like preferring blonds over
brunettes. They have become more accepted by society thanks to Hollywood
and shows like "Will & Grace", and the Queer Eye show, etc.... But it doesn't
change the fact that most people don't view homosexuality as a desirable trait.
And even if it did change societies perception, it doesn't make it any less
of a defect. That is like saying a kid born with one leg is normal. Only the
most bleeding heart liberal types would not feel a slight pang of disappointment
to learn their son or daughter was homosexual. Ultimately, it boils down to
being a mental defect. Just because it is not a choice, and most likely
something you are born with, does not mean it is in any way normal. Autism
isn't a choice - it certainly isn't normal. Life isn't fair. If you prefer
the same sex, you are defective - deal with it. But don't demand that
society change for you.
- Kurt
I hear yeah, care to adopt another son? Only 56 years old and I'd be
happy if you gave me just one nice bike. ;-)
> Neither of the bikes that I have mentioned were race replicas. They
> are gentle beasts, but once again, everything is relative. One of MY
> bikes managed 2nd place in the NZ Superbike Championship (when I lent it
> to someone who could do it justice). So that is the sort of stuff we
> got used to.- Hide quoted text -
>
> - Show quoted text -
Obviously it's not *normal* any more than motorcyclists are normal.
Otherwise gay bikers would be the majority of the population.
> They have become more accepted by society thanks to Hollywood
> and shows like "Will & Grace", and the Queer Eye show, etc.... But it doesn't
> change the fact that most people don't view homosexuality as a desirable trait.
Depends on who's doing the fucking. Tell me you don't watch the
lipstick lesbian sites.
> And even if it did change societies perception, it doesn't make it any less
> of a defect. That is like saying a kid born with one leg is normal. Only the
> most bleeding heart liberal types would not feel a slight pang of disappointment
> to learn their son or daughter was homosexual. Ultimately, it boils down to
> being a mental defect.
In some cases I think there is a pull for one sex more than the other,
but ultimately people like to fuck other people. If you were in jail
long enough you'd prolly start fucking you celly.
> Just because it is not a choice, and most likely
> something you are born with, does not mean it is in any way normal. Autism
> isn't a choice - it certainly isn't normal.
If given the choice, I'd be a lesbian.
[...]
> In some cases I think there is a pull for one sex more than the other,
> but ultimately people like to fuck other people. If you were in jail
> long enough you'd prolly start fucking you celly.
Some would and do but I think most masterbate instead. Sex in prison is all
about power.
>> Just because it is not a choice, and most likely
>> something you are born with, does not mean it is in any way normal.
>> Autism isn't a choice - it certainly isn't normal.
>
> If given the choice, I'd be a lesbian.
That's cuz you're all ready a male dummy;)
--
Bob Nixon, RZ-350, Chandler, AZ.
> > If given the choice, I'd be a lesbian.
>
> That's cuz you're all ready a male dummy;)
> --
> Bob Nixon, RZ-350, Chandler, AZ.
Ooh - Oooh! I'm a lesbian trapped in a man's body!
And here's the source material, just to be honest:
A biker went to a bar and ordered a drink. As he sat sipping his
whiskey, a young lady sat down next to him. She turned to the biker
and asked, "Are you a real biker?" He replied, "Well, I've spent my
whole life on Harleys. My momma was pregnant with me when she rode on
the back of my Daddy's Harley, then as a little boy I rode on the back
with my Daddy until I finally got my own Harley. I've been riding a
Harley ever since. So yes, I guess I am a real biker."
She said, "I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women.
As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women; when I
shower, watch TV, eat, whatever, everything seems to make me think of
women." Then she got up and left.
The biker was thinking about what just happened when a man sat down
next to the biker and asked, "Are you a real biker?"
He replied, "I always thought I was, but I just found out I'm a
lesbian."
Hi there Scout
Good to hear about your boy. Children grow up very quickly!
What are you riding these days?
I've moved up to a R1.
Murray
I'm riding a much slower and less powerful bike that I used to, but it
is plenty fast for me.
It is a Ducati Sport 1000 Classic. It looks like something from the
70s. An air-cooled 2-valve motor and no fairing make it very small and
light, and the Termi's fitted yesterday give it a wonderful rorty noise
that suits its styling.
Scout
Sounds good.
Yes, I am enjoying the R1 immensely. I have the anniversary LE model and
have covered 43000Km on it.
I haven't decided whether to go to the Battle of the Streets at Paeroa
tommorrow yet.
Are you still up in the ranges?
Murray