I Hate Motorcycles!

The three worst things that ever happened to me are motorcycle related!

When I was about fifteen I had a 1980 YZ 80 and I wanted to race motocross. That motorcycle was my bestest most prized posession ever! My father took me to race my Yamaha. I thought that was the beginning of him taking me racing every weekend. Not so! He thought I would get it out of my system if I raced the one time. I was crushed! Realizing my dreams of motocross stardom were over I hopped on my motorcycle and illegally tore through town on that dirtbike with no license. I was caught by the police and spent a few hours in a jail cell! Not a happy memory!

Shortly after that episode I turned sixteen and sold that 80cc for a street legal 250cc Honda enduro. I loved that bike because I got around! I got a job, took it to work, made a little money and had a way to get around in high school while most of my friends were still saving up money for their first car. It got stolen when I was eighteen during my senior year! I was very depressed about it. I moped around for weeks like I lost my best friend.

In 2009 a friend of mine was killed while we were riding together. We had a group of about twenty motorcycles and were heading to North Carolina when a lady on drugs drove through our pack in a Ford Taurus and killed Karen. That was the worst experience of my life!

I love motorcycles! Is it ironic or logical that some of my most unhappy memories are motorcycle related?

7 Responses to “I Hate Motorcycles!”

  1. I’m sorry for what you went through. I understand that the hardest part of your motorcycle riding experience was losing your friend while riding together. I can’t imagine how I would cope if that happens to me. Thanks for sharing your story.

  2. Thanks Nita. Writing about it is therapeutic. Some of my best memories are also motorcycle related because I really do love motorcycles.

  3. Passion = strong feelings (both positive and negative). If you don’t really care that much about something then it cannot hurt you…nor will it evoke any strong positive experience. But when you are passionate about something then it can provide the strongest elation and also cut the deepest scars.

  4. Very profound sweety.

  5. Relate. Lost many friends, I’ve felt the sting every time a road rash scab re-opened. I run towards conflict, even though I desire peace. It is the one thing that give me risk with an element of sanity.

  6. Glad to hear from you VD.

  7. Think back and probably some of your best time were on a motorcycle too. I’ve seen stupid bikers,and I seen old bikers, but I ain;t never old stupid bikers, Natural slection takes care of its own.

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