Based on my own personal experiences of riding bikes for 35 years, I think it’s fair to say that a school of thought (to a lesser degree nowadays) exists within the biking fraternity, which does not offer the same biking status to the so called “Fair weather bikers” as their all year round counterparts.
As I near my mid-fifties, I find that after parking up the bike for 3 months over the worst of winter, I get a real buzz of anticipation as March approaches ever closer. I can’t reach that same buzz I got when I picked up my first new big bike, a W plate (1980) Suzuki GS550, but it’s close. They say, “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
Whatever you ride and whenever you ride, a biker is a biker to me.
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