I've been riding since my mother bought me a motorcycle when I was 16 so I could get to work and nightschool. She never expressed any concern about me riding a bike, even after all my prangs, only ever positive. My wife was still riding when pregnant, but had to stop when she got her 1951 Triumph (which she built herself) stuck in a ditch on a gravel road, and couldn't get it out.
In the On the Bones of Our Arse years - kids, mortgage, new house, single income, the bike was even more important, it (or they) were the 2nd car we couldn't afford. My girls got transported to activities on the back of my motorcycle. I've only road raced once, but have done plenty of off road, dirttrack and many years of observed trials. Wife and kids have been spectators to these activities.
I'm 62 now, and last year was commuting by motorcycle in all weathers. Back to a sunny sunday rider now, I get the bike out every couple of weeks for a ride, and am still pushing it - my age flashes up on the visor and I wonder who the kid is on the bike. Sat or sun morning, helmet, jacket and boots by the back door I'm off for a ride, if my wife is awake I might tell her I'm off to test out the lastest mod to my bike, or a rough idea of where I'm headed...last month she said ''What are you going to do when all the roads are sealed?''
I've crashed a lot, on and off road, nothing much to show for it. I've always said, if you're going to crash, you need to practice and get it right. I've certainly never concidered riding to be a burden on my mother, wife or kids, and they have never expressed any concern about me being out there on a bike.