We were in a rest area on I-71 a couple of weeks ago and I told the rider of a late BMW twin that he had a nice machine.
He was a guy around my age, so sixtyish,
We talked a bit and he went on to say that he didn't like it, since he found it too wide and too big and suggested that I try it. I ventured that I liked the fact that I could put both feet on the ground on something as low as his BMW, just like a Harley and unlike the average Japanese crotch rocket.
I really didn't want to, since the guy was on his way to Philly from some miles south of Columbus and my riding skills aren't really current and I didn't want to drop his bike, but the guy just insisted that I try it, so I did.
I noticed that the guy had apparently not liked the bike for about 42K, and I rode it down through the rest area and then back. I told him that I liked it and that I loved BMW twins.
Anyway, we parted company with a handshake as my wife came out of the bathrooms.
A nice but weird experience.
He was a guy around my age, so sixtyish,
We talked a bit and he went on to say that he didn't like it, since he found it too wide and too big and suggested that I try it. I ventured that I liked the fact that I could put both feet on the ground on something as low as his BMW, just like a Harley and unlike the average Japanese crotch rocket.
I really didn't want to, since the guy was on his way to Philly from some miles south of Columbus and my riding skills aren't really current and I didn't want to drop his bike, but the guy just insisted that I try it, so I did.
I noticed that the guy had apparently not liked the bike for about 42K, and I rode it down through the rest area and then back. I told him that I liked it and that I loved BMW twins.
Anyway, we parted company with a handshake as my wife came out of the bathrooms.
A nice but weird experience.