My parents bought me my 1st bike, a Suzuki GT50 when I was 15. They only had one condition...this had to be my 1st and last bike. Fast forward 40 years and 13 bikes... I have never been without a bike since that day

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I do way too little gravel road trips. We keep talking about it but life keeps happening and the next trip never seems to materialise. I hate commuting, it kills my love of riding but I hate the damn Cape Town traffic more

. The crappy part is, my wife commutes with me on the bike so there is even more pressure to not leave our kids motherless or fatherless.
Only had 2 wipe-outs, both on tar. Fist one with that Suzuki GT50 around a corner

. Slow puncture in front wheel that I did not notice. Tar swallowed my ass just wearing T-shirt shorts and plakkies

. Second time with the F650GS I had. Hitting a traffic circle at the usual speed not taking into account the new tires fitted the day before. Full gear, no issues, just a bruised body and ego...