Quote: "I've never been bothered. I'm not stupid they are obviously much quicker, esp for the money, but they have never given me that feeling when I see an amazing car. You know the one that's closest to fancying a bird or possibly an excellent bit of food when you are starving. Phoooaaarrr basically."
You helped me come up with an analogy which I think rings perfectly true. Cars are like women in general: they range from a hideously overweight hessian sack wearing gutter crone (2 CV) to the absolutely crotch achingly fine swimsuit adorned glamour model (lambos, ferraris, astons, take your pick). Motorbikes are all Michelle Rodriguez, in various casual outfits; they're nice to look at, but not exactly full of variety, nor the pinnacle of eye candy. However, if you wanted to go out and have a good time, you absolutely know Michelle would be a hell of a party animal, and lethal between the linen every time.
Actually, my analogy has kind of fallen apart. I guess I just have a thing for Michelle Rodriquez. But anyway ... yes, cars can be much more beautiful and interesting, with vastly different characteristics, looks and personalities, and make for much better reading. But, while motorcycles are hard to tell apart and the technology and design is very limited, they just scare the bejesus out of me. I get to face death, I get to overtake everything all the time, I get to truly feel 'at one' with the machine, and basically they offer far more exhilaration.
I used to love cars more than bikes before I started riding, and had no interest in them. And I still hanker after cars more than bikes, because they're far more interesting, but if I was told I could never ride a bike again, I'd be gutted. I wouldn't say the same about cars any more.
I would whole heartedly recommend bikes to everyone. If I died tomorrow riding my bike, I would say it'd be worth it, and I don't say that lightly.
