Bored with riding????

[OTB]

One of the advantages of having the hobby I have is that I get to meet and talk to a bucketful of bikers, both current or former. I say former, because many of the people I buy bikes from are “getting out” of the motorcycle scene. While I am sensitive to riders who quit for numerous reasons (finances, a close call, a baby on the way, disability, ect.), what I have a hard time comprehending is when an owner tells me he’s selling and giving up biking because (s)he’s “bored” with riding.

No comprende’, compadre.
Does not compute.
Blue screen. Reboot.

I don’t know how many miles I’ve ridden on two wheels; I’ve not kept track. I do know that I have literally worn out a number of bikes and ridden many miles on a whole bunch more. I also know I’ve felt a whole lot of things during my career of riding; from excitement to awe to fear to discomfort to joy to disappointment to ….., well, you get the idea.

But never boredom.
Not once. Never. Nada.

As old as I am, I seem to measure my life into two segments; BB and AB (Before Bikes and After Bikes). I can virtually measure major events in my life by what I was riding and the memorable rides I had during each period or event (and during my early years, by what injuries I had from which mistakes I made). To me, it never matters much what the road looks like on the map; long and straight interstate or twisty blue wiggles that resemble the varicose veins marking the passage of years on my legs; to me, each road and trip that I take holds the promise of challenge and potential adventure no matter where it takes me, because motorcycling and doing it well requires all my attention, care and skill.

What’s to be boring about that?

How ‘bout you?