Friday, May 3, 2013
Another one of my little rants, feel free to skip.
Recently, having had the chance to hear other people's perspective on their classics over the last few years, I have come to the realisation that these motorcycles are the norm for me, but are seen as something really unusual, and odd, and strange, and quirky by (relative) newcomers.
Not to say that I don't consider them special, but it's no revelation to say that having grown up with these bikes, they are much more familiar to me than to someone who might have discovered them (as in, never heard of Norton before, let alone seen one, let alone ridden one) in their 20s or 30s or, god forbid, their 40s.
There is no denying that today, these motorcycles attract attention and spark curiosity from the most unlikely onlookers. People stop you, come up to you to ask "what bike is that?" "when was it made" and to tell you that their uncle had one just like it.
Believe it or not, it's not something I particularly enjoy, and you know why? Because I do NOT ride these motorcycles to be seen. I ride these motorcycles because I like them.
When I've mentioned this in the past, some people said something along the lines of "well, you can't ride a metal-flake purple Fastback and expect to go unnoticed" I have to say the thought crossed my mind that perhaps that's the reason they ride classic bikes...? Maybe I'm wrong.
Anyway the point here is that, to me, these motorcycles are normal. I like them and I like to ride them but it's all between me and them, other people don't factor in.
So, why do you ride?