Women's thing...?

When, a few days ago I have shaken hands with a guy who is buying my bike, I felt good. I never thought I will sell it to the very first person who come to view it. The guy is a very good, humble person and I am happy it’s him getting it.He is coming to collect it tonight after work.

The closer the moment of letting go of the first ever bike of mine, the sadder I am.

I’m going to check in a second whether the camera in my other phone is working so I can go and take the last (and the very first as well) picture of it.

That’s soooo sad…

Mozart’s requiem (or any requiem I find) for all night tonight, bottle of wine (or whatever), and sadness, only sadness…

Women’s thing…?

Send it on its way with happy thoughts and think of it as a “lucky” bike - you passed your test on this, no? Women are such daft cows sometimes lol :smiley:

I felt similar when my old bandit got taken away in a van by the local scrap bike dealer. It was my first bike and was with me through good/bad times in my life. It finally got to the stage when it was uneconomic to pay for the parts to get it through an MOT.

It was a bit like sending a favourite old, but lame horse to the knackers yard I guess.

I think objects take on emotional significance when they have been a part of your life at important times - both good and bad. Otherwise they are just objects.I haven’t felt like this about any bike since - my SV1000 got written off in a crash and I don’t pine after it - it was just a machine.

If it’s gotta go, better it’s sold to someone who’s going to enjoy it than because you’ve smashed it up or even worse stolen! Unless the guy lives round the corner and you see him hooning it down your road twice a day :smiley:

I know but you’ll get over it soon…your new bike is on its way!:slight_smile:

Not a woman’s thing. I’m quite happy getting rid of my 125 - never was too keen on it anyway. It was just the tool to do the job.

i loved my first bike, cbr125r… was kinda sad to see it go, but excited about the 600.

Never felt that way about machinery except, perhaps, my first car. I’ve always hung on to things too long so by the time I get rid of them it’s mostly “thank feck that’s gone”.

Did get a bit soft selling my Mum’s house after she died. It was family home for thirty odd years since I was a kid and every blasted room held memories of one sort or another.

MAKE SURE YOU SEE AND WRIGHT DOWN HIS NAME AND ADD: NO I.D NO SALE good luck

It’s gone.Thank you all, except the ugly old guy who called me a daft cow.

Making friends easily it seems…:smiley:

You’re not silly for being like that m8! I still have my first bike…laid up in the garage. I may have to get rid of her one day.

I was sad when I had to sell my first ever car…and the Triumph Spitfire that I had for a while. I have a Nissan Sunny that I’ve owned for 10 yrs and love it loads…but its gonna cost too much to MOT this year so I’m finally calling it a day with her! :crying: She’ll be going down fighting though cos she’s worth £3405 to Hyundai as part of the scrappage deal. I’ve already warned the sales man that I’ll have to be peeled off the bonnet when they try and drive her away from me.

You just made me laugh my socks off! Ta :slight_smile:

Thank you for that story :)All the best!

Thank you…Yes I think it’s only because it was a very first bike which tought me a lot… And the first vehicle ever I owned. (Can you call a bike a vehicle or only four wheels can be called so…?)

I was a bit sad when the chap rode my CB500 away but the thought that I wouldn’t have to pay for the next thing what wore out on it helped soften the blow. She was a great bike but due to her age was a total money pit.

I’d feel the same to see my bike go. It took me 2500 miles round the cost of Ireland. Saw me through my first summer’s riding. Brilliant machine.

You are not daft Yolaah I felt the same way about the 125 I passed my test on. :crying:
Your new bike will make you feel better. :slight_smile:

Thank you, I was ok this morning until I went out and passed by the motorcycle bay where I used to park the bike, and saw an empty space in between other bikes, only the chain was still there…

Hopefully in a few days the emptiness in the bay and in my heart will be gone…

And from the different barrel - I very much recommend “Invictus”. Brilliant movie.

Wow, a very personal experinece, thanks for sharing!

Keep photos and memories, and be glad you are moving onto bigger and better things :slight_smile: