Good advice

[SteveC#222]

Found this on Wemoto's site

What is the best piece of motorcycling advice your Fathers given you?

Worth a read

Wise Words

[themoudie]

Dad's response to any enquiry about owning a motorcycle was "I'll not be buying you one, or having anything to do with it!" And "Don't forget that there is the road tax and insurance to pay, as well!"

Riding a BSA M20 through Indian bush as part of his 'training' in the Signals, prior to the planned push into Japan had confirmed his jaundiced view of motorcycles. His Aunt having a James, Villiers engined 2 stroke in the '30's that required lots of "maintanence" started the loathing!

Having ignored all these protestations, I acquired an ex GPO D1 Bantam in a tea chest at the tender age of 13 and unbeknown to either my Mum or Dad, then assembled it and rode it all over the 'Common', being chased by the National Trust Forester!

Having survived all manner of small capacity Japanese, BSA and AMC bikes for 7 years, I acquired an AJS 18S in 1974 and Mum would happily sit on the pillion to go shopping! However, Dad stayed true to his word and never paid a penny towards, assisted or rode any of my bikes till the day he died. Once he realised he wasn't going to disuade me, he never harped on about it, but would comment occaisionaly about my sanity!   That's still open to debate now! 

My regards, Bill

[Smithy]

It's amazing how many children ignore their parent's advice. I did and in turn my children ignored me. I'm not sure what that tells me but I'd probably ignore it anyway.

I didn't actually have to ignore my parents on the subject of motorcycling as my mum loved bikes and my step-dad gave me the £60 to buy my first Triumph.

Ian

[Moto63]

Morning chaps, both myself and big bro were lucky, our parents generally encouraged us with biking. The best bit of advice they gave was "don't kill yourself" it took approx 36yrs but  I gave it a good go last September but I'm still here so my biking life will continue

[Ian]

When I first ventured into 2 wheels (legally), I was told in no uncertain terms by my mother, that I would have to wear a helmet..( not compulsory in those dark days). My dad just asked what sort of bike I was looking at. As it happened, a neighbour was selling his 1964 Raleigh moped for 4 quid including road tax!  I duly paid him in full and that was the start of my love affair with PTWs. I actually looked on the DVLAs website site earlier this year and said moped is still being taxed and mot'd 47 years,after I sold it

[mthee]

With my uncle on my mum's side having had a serious accident, I thought I'd get a "no" from dad, but decided to give it a go as my mate had just bought one and I didn't fancy getting to college on the bus everyday. So, I waited until he was in good humour one weekend and hit him with my best reasoned petition. "OK, son", says he, to my astonishment (unbeknownst to me, he'd had a scooter as a lad) " just don't go killing yourself" - well, the only way I was going to do that on an SS50 was if the bus to college knocked me off as it overtook me very close every single day up the long, steep hill with my mates on the top deck laughing and gesticulating out the window!