On one of the forums I visit now and then, someone started a thread by asking for responses to the question, “How old are you and how has your riding changed, or has it?”
I jotted down a few things that came to mind right away, then the more I thought about it, the longer the list got. This was my answer:
I'm 57 (for a couple of months more), and I’ve been riding for 41 of those years.
Yes, my riding has changed.
I no longer ride at night.
I no longer have to be the first guy there.
I no longer care about anyone's pace but my own.
I no longer try to keep up with anyone who passes me.
I no longer feel the need to prove anything to anybody.
I'm 100 percent ATGATT. (For the uninitiated, that’s an acronym for “all the gear, all the time,” “gear” being riding gear—helmet, armored jacket and pants, gloves, boots.)
I'm convinced that most motorcycles need much bigger and brighter taillights.
I'm intrigued by big scooters and sidecars and I don't care who knows it.
It's more fun to ride a small bike as fast as it'll go than it is to ride a big one way too fast.
It's more fun to stop for coffee or to stretch and sightsee every 50 or 100 miles and arrive in time for a late dinner than it is to ride 400 miles in one shot and get there by lunchtime.