over the weekend I met up with some friends at the Dux, and as I was getting ready to go, one of them said "now you be careful out there". That kind of comment is on a par with "Oh, but motorcycles are so dangerous" and the other classic "it's not you, it's the other people on the road" - do I look stupid? (OK, don't answer that please, it was a rhetorical question). I'm not going to get on The Beloved and ride carelessly - hell, it took me a long time to find her and the thought of damaging her scares me almost as much as the thought of hurting myself. And I know motorcycles are dangerous - do people think I wear an expensive helmet because it makes my bum look small? (definitely don't answer that one). "Oh, thank you for telling me - I had absolutely no idea they were dangerous, I think I'll give up riding now and buy a Volvo". And if you're really worried about how other people put me at risk, then do us all a favour and either buy a bike or walk. The less cars on the road the safer I am, so thank you for your concern for my safety, put your words into action by keeping off the road.
It reminds me of a quote by Sir Walter Scott: “One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum". I know motorcycling is risky, but I want to live not stagnate.
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