mid late 30s I was ready to push play on my motorcycling life.
Then after one harrowing trip down the putty road (I was in a 4Runner, pulling over to let bikers past), we found a guy with extra articulation in his humerous...he wasn't breathing when we found him 2 corners after letting his group past. The catcher's up were pillioning another of their group, who had speared the rail and ended up in a culvert.
That's when I realised that at 35-36, I didn't have the opportunity to develop the muscle memory in non lethal environments that my long term riding friends had (riding a postal delivery bike "motorcross, and working for gas money at age 12 because Dad's dead, and that's all we could scrape together is the opportunity to do that with time, reflexes, and the ability to heal).
I opted out...and that was without considering all the other morons out there.
My odds of winning the lottery are greatly improved if I buy a ticket. My odds of cashing out early would have been improved with a road bike.
Then after one harrowing trip down the putty road (I was in a 4Runner, pulling over to let bikers past), we found a guy with extra articulation in his humerous...he wasn't breathing when we found him 2 corners after letting his group past. The catcher's up were pillioning another of their group, who had speared the rail and ended up in a culvert.
That's when I realised that at 35-36, I didn't have the opportunity to develop the muscle memory in non lethal environments that my long term riding friends had (riding a postal delivery bike "motorcross, and working for gas money at age 12 because Dad's dead, and that's all we could scrape together is the opportunity to do that with time, reflexes, and the ability to heal).
I opted out...and that was without considering all the other morons out there.
My odds of winning the lottery are greatly improved if I buy a ticket. My odds of cashing out early would have been improved with a road bike.