Is Motorcycle Ownership for You?
- Part 1: Introduction
- Part 2: Economy
- Part 3: Safety
- Part 4: Lifestyle (You are here)
- Part 5: Concluding Thoughts
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We all have an identity for ourselves. Some identify with work or school, others with a religion or nationality. Motorcycle riders often take on the identity of "being a biker". It might sound a bit odd to some, but it's completely true, and from one month to another your average working class bloke might transition into a full blown, leather clad biker.
It might take onlookers by surprise, but for the individual, it's completely natural, and for one very good reason: motorcycle ownership can be completely and entirely consuming. From the way you plan your future to the way you conduct everyday life, becoming a motorcycle owner can very easily change who you are, both to yourself and to the world.
Take this website even, being run by individuals with a passion that runs so deep they have dedicated their careers to defending it. Motorcycle riders become so enthralled in the lifestyle, that when it pushes outwards from being a simple pastime, to becoming a new career choice, no one fights it, because no one wants to. We're happy to be consumed by it, because in so many ways it improves our lives.
This isn't to say there aren't casual riders. Some people enjoy motorcycle riding at a very reasonable level, enough to actually own a bike, but not so much as to warrant any major changes in the direction of their lives. If there is one point that I would like to portray, it's that motorcycle riding is what you make of it. If what you want is a new hobby to toy around with occasionally, then that's great, make it that. If what you want is a new way of life, then by all means, motorcycle riding is ready and waiting for you.
But if there are any limitations you have, if your life is incompatible in any way with motorcycle riding, then set your limits early on. I say this because I know, that it's easy to wake up one morning and find yourself lying in a hammock, in the jungles of Central America, sleeping off an injury sustained from a spill you took the day before and wondering how your simple life working in an office so easily slipped into a perpetual cycle of adventure-seeking behaviour, motivated by the freedom that a motorcycle is and regulated by nothing more than a lack of imagination or financial backing.
I know, most bikers know, that riding can sometimes dictate more about us than we do about it. If you doubt this, just ask. Pretty much all of us have the scars to prove it.