Parents were fine (kinda) about it. Dad ask me the usal;y crap - make sure your safe, brought the right equipement, blar blar bar. He still can’t figure out, why didn’t i just get married and settle down to have kids…
Mum was like, don’t get anything above a 250cc (she had no clue about bikes, just what a b/f from years back used to ride).
As for my sisters, they hate it! So know so won’t stop me, so i promised her i wouldn’t ride in horrible weathers.
As for the b/f - well, he know the bike is staying, weather he disagrees or agrees. He still moans about my safety, on occasions, but when i turn round to him and say “please come help me… on my bike” he straight up for it. Also hates that fact that my 0-60 is 3.2 compared to his 6.7, in his car!
my mum used to ride bikes( 59 club member), so shes kool with me riding, she wants to go pillion and come up to ace! my mums soooo kool!
my dad passed away years ago, he rode to 125’s and an RD350LC…hence my passion for them!
my nan, bless her, cried when i pulled away from my house on sunday, she hates bikes, she lost a cousin o one, tho she tells me i look the mutts nuts on my bike
single at the mo so thats not a problem! past g/f havent really moaned abut it, just teh usaul be carefull etc
if they did moan…well i wouldnt be with them long!!
if i had kids, i would consider not riding, but thats a difficult call and i dont have to worry about making that call at teh moment.
I’m single so I don’t have girl related problems:P From parents side they couldn’t do too much about it when I told them I’m getting my 675. They just don’t have so much control over me now. My dad just said he done one season on the bike, about 6000 miles during it and he didn’t like it.
No idea where I got this biking thing in me, nobody in my family rides bikes. Maybe that’s because I always try to be different than others
Actually I realized I haven’t told family about my bike’s drop 2 weeks ago Think I have to give them a call
My folks never liked it but lived with it, till I had a major off n was told Id never walk again. I then confused the hell out of them all by getting up n walking to the loo :P. Mom said I would never get a bike again, I moved to the UK :D:D:D Now they know and they live with it and it gives her something to nag at me for. Love you mom
Mum got my prov license and some car lessons for my 17th - already filled it in as NO BIKE ENTILEMENT!!! Then me and my brother both went traveling - separately, but at the same time, even bumped into each other twice in QLD! Anyhow, we both were riding bikes :Whistling: on our travels - I even had a job taking tours for backpackers on scooters and taught myself to ride a bike inc bush trails and beach riding.:w00t:
Got back to the UK, did my CBT and DAS and bought my CBR600. They were both concerned but realistic, however my grandmother was still alive then and she got very upset and offered to buy me a car, assuming I was feeling the pinch after traveling and needed a cheaper option… Bless Her! However when reports of the Power Ranger reached her from my cousins kids and then she saw all the gear I wore she was really impressed and changed her outlook loads…
As for GF - we met at the Ace… nuff said… If anything I have to curb her enthusiasm!!! I think it’s best to be open, although I dodged the questions about the scuffs on my leathers - went something like: ‘That looks like you’ve been sliding along the road in them…’ whilst pointing at the huge scuffs on my left arm and right shoulder!!!:hehe: ‘Yeah, it’s really cramped where I park it and I have to force myself between the bike and the wall…’:ermm:
Wife loves bikes but has no interest in riding them ( work that one out if you can ?? ) - she does struggle to love them when I change them quite as often as I have been ( 3 bikes in under 12 months through no other reason than boredom LOL )
Parents never liked the idea of me riding ( only child syndrome ) but have never tried stopping me and never really voice their opinion on the subject . Dad passed away last year but he had bikes as a teenager back in the 50s/60s so would always nip out to my garage for a fag and an admiring glance at whatever I had at the time .
I have two REALLY good freinds who are both in their 30’s ( ones nearer 40 :w00t: ) . One rides and has done for 3 or 4 years now but never told his Dad and the other cannot even bring himself to buy a bike after passing his DAS as he knows the worry would kill his parents and he just so happens to live next door to them LOL
didn’t tell my mother about it for the first few months - she still hates it.
kept it quiet from my girlfriends parents for about the first year i think until she ended up in hospital and it was the only way to get there in time for visiting hours
Agree with what chunky said…when you become a parent you can understand the worry your parents had,My little lad is bike mad and has my hair standing on end when he bombs around on his dirtbike:crazy: i was lucky though as my parents knew i’d get a bike cos i was a toughie as a kid and did what i wanted, they just had to be there to pick up the pieces after each off!
First thing I did when I passed my DAS was to call my uncle Marty and tell him the news… And beg him not to tell my Dad!!! Although, he did bully me into telling my dad. So, I 'fessed up about a week later;)
Problem was, I’d talked to him about it a few years previously and he had told me that he would be extremely dissapointed with me if I done a bike licence. But, when I told him, he seemed to take it in his stride! Muttered something about me being an adult etc… (I’m 30!!!:w00t:) So, now it’s just my mother that I have to worry about. She’s very stuck in her ways, so I’m planning on getting her on the pillion when I get go home next:P:P:P
lol @ only child syndrome, i thought i was the only one to use the phrase! my gf is kinda excited about it…even wants to eventually learn how to ride one…but when people make their “have u chosen ur coffin yet” and “do u want to die” etc comments, she tells me to listen to 'em…ah well…i suppose being over protective isnt a bad thing…shows people care but with my pops, no amount of explaination /showing/abegging and pleading will change his stubborn mind…when i got my ear pierced few years back, he got so angry it was funnny! told my that only criminals fet it done and i dont have a place in society…LMAO, definently a story to tell the kids! sigh looks like water mellon all round courtesy of shinkuza! intresting to hear about ur/ur mates predicaments
Folks were dead against it when I was a teen, even though my dad had been a biker. Or perhaps because he had been a biker and a crasher . They got me driving lessons to divert my attention from wanting a bike…
…Forgot all about biking for 18 years then…
… Sold the idea of a bike to my missus as a commuting solution. So she was a bit surprised when I arrived home not on a scooter, moped or 125 but on a 600cc sports bike :w00t: . She’s over it now, no longer finds an excuse, any excuse, to ring me at work (checking that I arrived in one piece) and doesn’t fuss about the track days. No way on earth can I persuade her to ride pillion though, which curtails my biking-holiday opportunities.
hmmm last thing my parents said to me before they went on holiday knowing i was doing my das whilst they were away, i dont wanna come back to a bike on the drive well you know what us children are like we do exactly the opposite, should of seen there faces when they realised id got a 675cc bike they were thinking id only get something small to start off with, but they are know fine with it, although they didnt ever find out about me crashing my bike i managed to keep i hidden til it got fixed although they do still moan and nag me to ring em and let em know if im gonna be really late home.
Having grown up in Italy it was usual to have a moped or something - infact my dad ended up buying me my first motorcycle - I then went and broke my leg on it!!
Still, he said that I had learnt my lesson and that I would never make the same mistake twice…so far he’s right.
My mum was never keen but after the bombings on the tube she offered to buy me one!! - when I told her how much i would need she soon changed her mind. When I got my CBR she made me promise to ride with care an to never come and see her on it as she could never forgive herself if something happened to me on the way to seeing her.
My girlfriend absolutely loves the bike and has been known to scream “Faster faster” however, when it comes to knowing about bikes, bike shows, bike meets, touring etc etc she has no interest at all - but it doesnt bother me and she never gives me a hard time about riding - she said to me that she would never take that away from me as she’s noticed how much happier i am when i have one.
I guess i have a lot to be thankful for after reading some of the other posts.
I couldnt wait to tell my family that I had passed my DAS…even me dear old very religious Catholic Nan spread the news amongst her knitting group :hehe: telling them how proud she was of me! She also lights a candle for me every time she goes to Church :w00t: which is slightly worrying as she lights one for my Gramps (R.I.P) at the same time!!!
Of course they worry about me but they also know that its has helped shaped me into the person I am now…gawd knows where I’d be without my bike! Me Ma did ask me last year to sell my bikes (after I had a few minor accidents) but she knew her request would fall on deaf ears!
my mums soooo kool!
Think I have to give them a call 
I think it’s best to be open, although I dodged the questions about the scuffs on my leathers - went something like: ‘That looks like you’ve been sliding along the road in them…’ whilst pointing at the huge scuffs on my left arm and right shoulder!!!:hehe: ‘Yeah, it’s really cramped where I park it and I have to force myself between the bike and the wall…’:ermm:
although they do still moan and nag me to ring em and let em know if im gonna be really late home.