06-19-2014, 04:57 AM
Rather similar to 'HikerToo' and in sympathy with 'Rocky' I too took a sebatocal from two wheeled fantasticness.
I started riding on a pals farm when I was about 12 or 13. Had a bike of my own at 14 and rode legaly aged 16.
Owned countless bikes from them until 2008 when I sold my Triumph Speed Four. I needed the money as my business had just collapsed and a nasty bit or work had left me paying her off to get out of my house.
I spent a good few years rebuilding my financial situation, and taking paid work. Last year I decided i needed another biking fix, spurred on by a colleague buying a bike in his forties and learning to ride. As I was an ex motorcycle instructor he asked my advice, and I decided buying a bike and riding with him would be the best way to help him.
I bought a Yamaha FZ6N (naked, not available in the US) and rode it several hundred miles home. It made my hand go numb and felt horrible. I sat on it for a year, before doing what I'd wanted to do a year earlier when I first sat on the (my actual) CB1100, by buying the CB.
I might not tear-arse about at 140mph everywhere anymore, but my rides on the CB feel far more visceral at lower speeds since I'm enjoying the whole experience.
It's a little like when you're young you buy cheap, nasty fast food, and scoff it down so you can go out and meet your friends. As you get older, you stay in and cook something delicious, which you eat slowly and savour every bite.
That gents, is the CB1100, the Gastronomical antidote to a world of fast food race reps and increasingly 'adventure bikes'.
Will I stop riding, no. Never again. Life's simply too short.

England about to kick off, see you later...
He's 77, he can't remember EVERYTHING!
I started riding on a pals farm when I was about 12 or 13. Had a bike of my own at 14 and rode legaly aged 16.
Owned countless bikes from them until 2008 when I sold my Triumph Speed Four. I needed the money as my business had just collapsed and a nasty bit or work had left me paying her off to get out of my house.
I spent a good few years rebuilding my financial situation, and taking paid work. Last year I decided i needed another biking fix, spurred on by a colleague buying a bike in his forties and learning to ride. As I was an ex motorcycle instructor he asked my advice, and I decided buying a bike and riding with him would be the best way to help him.
I bought a Yamaha FZ6N (naked, not available in the US) and rode it several hundred miles home. It made my hand go numb and felt horrible. I sat on it for a year, before doing what I'd wanted to do a year earlier when I first sat on the (my actual) CB1100, by buying the CB.
I might not tear-arse about at 140mph everywhere anymore, but my rides on the CB feel far more visceral at lower speeds since I'm enjoying the whole experience.
It's a little like when you're young you buy cheap, nasty fast food, and scoff it down so you can go out and meet your friends. As you get older, you stay in and cook something delicious, which you eat slowly and savour every bite.
That gents, is the CB1100, the Gastronomical antidote to a world of fast food race reps and increasingly 'adventure bikes'.
Will I stop riding, no. Never again. Life's simply too short.

England about to kick off, see you later...

(06-19-2014, 04:57 AM)shdwghst457_imp Wrote: So rocky, since the '89 NT isn't listed in your signature, does that mean those five bikes are your current collection?
He's 77, he can't remember EVERYTHING!
