Everyone knows that rule number one to bad parenting is playing favorites. Granted, grandparents can gt away with that shit. But parents are NOT supposed to have a favorite child. Imagine my surprise when I recognized that I had been favoring my new bike. The old 1973 Honda CB 550 K had sat in a corner for a few months, while I poured my energy into the newer (to me) 1993 Yamaha FZR 600. The guilt welled up in me as I pulled the CB 550 out of the garage, to use as my daily rider, for the time it would take me to repaint and modify the FZR 600…
Don’t get me wrong, I still love this beast. But I had been drawn away by modern braking, liquid cooling and a slightly more stable start-up. Gone was the need to keep my hand on the throttle, for the length of one cigarette, keeping the bike from stalling, while she warmed up on a cold morning. After a few months of sitting, sad and lonely, waiting for me to give her some attention, still wearing the road grime obtained on our amazing trip down south this past summer, she was ready for a ride.
I fired up the old gal, and she started without a hitch. She looked so sad with the rusty tank, and the carbs that surely need a cleaning. Yes, I had to keep my hand on the throttle, but I wanted a cigarette anyway. As I stood over her, looking at all the neglect, I had pangs of guilt, and promised to never allow this to happen again.
How do you own several bikes, and not have a favorite? Isn’t the newest one in the stable always the apple of your eye? I know that there are always advantages and perks to different bikes, but I can’t help thinking that it will always be this way. Am I not worthy of owning multiple bikes? I have read about people who have a garage full of bikes, 10 or more that must sit waiting for the day that the owner comes back to their loving arms…
I realized the excitement comes from new challenges, and had drawn me away from my first love. The fact that the Yamaha presented a new set of issues, and the care that it needed, had dragged me toward her, leaving the old Honda abandoned. Fact is, there are plenty of things that I need to address on both bikes, and being that they are so different, they both present a unique set of challenges, that should keep me busy throughout the winter.
Time to get back to my to-do list for the Honda. I will continue to tackle the FZR 600, but with equal amounts of energy being put into the CB 550K. No more favorites. Just unconditional love for both…except for cleaning the carbs!
What are you working on this winter?