09-11-2014, 08:35 AM
This has happened to me twice in my life.
My first riding incarnation was as a 16-year old and went along happily until a car turned across my bows and took me with it. I broke a leg and spent a bit of time off the bike and in a plaster cast. All the time I was looking forward to getting back on the bike and maybe even upgrading it. Then, finally, more than a year later, I was able to ride and had to admit to myself that I'd lost my nerve. The whole business seemed terrifying and I found myself waiting to be knocked off again. Then there was the business of cold and girls ...
Years later, I bought a scooter as a cheap commuter. It was great and I loved being out there on two wheels again. But a couple of years later, the same things happened: the sense that the moment of being knocked off again was getting closer and closer got to me. I traded the scooter on a car that was far more likely to kill me (it had, shall we say, character) and took another long holiday from riding.
So, Ferret, while I have no idea what has motivated Jim, I understand it can happen, and for a range of reasons—see MFGUSA's post above. CIP, too, [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3475&pid=51145#pid51145]had a moment. There's no point being out there if it's a torment; particularly when you remember what pleasure riding has given you.
I'm very, very glad to be back in the saddle, and hope my nerve never again deserts me. The CB1100 is just too much fun to stay off.
My first riding incarnation was as a 16-year old and went along happily until a car turned across my bows and took me with it. I broke a leg and spent a bit of time off the bike and in a plaster cast. All the time I was looking forward to getting back on the bike and maybe even upgrading it. Then, finally, more than a year later, I was able to ride and had to admit to myself that I'd lost my nerve. The whole business seemed terrifying and I found myself waiting to be knocked off again. Then there was the business of cold and girls ...
Years later, I bought a scooter as a cheap commuter. It was great and I loved being out there on two wheels again. But a couple of years later, the same things happened: the sense that the moment of being knocked off again was getting closer and closer got to me. I traded the scooter on a car that was far more likely to kill me (it had, shall we say, character) and took another long holiday from riding.
So, Ferret, while I have no idea what has motivated Jim, I understand it can happen, and for a range of reasons—see MFGUSA's post above. CIP, too, [url=http://cb1100forum.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=3475&pid=51145#pid51145]had a moment. There's no point being out there if it's a torment; particularly when you remember what pleasure riding has given you.
I'm very, very glad to be back in the saddle, and hope my nerve never again deserts me. The CB1100 is just too much fun to stay off.