My father once told me something many years ago, just that one time but it was striking enough to stick with me to this day. He had said to me:
“Dennis, you’re going to be a rich man, because you always eat leftovers.”
I don’t remember if he was just slightly poking fun at my expense, because I do have a habit of making sure leftover food is finished before I eat the latest home-cooked dish by mom, no matter how much I want to eat mom’s latest home-cooked dish. Facetious or not, I’m not sure either if it was some kind of old Filipino proverb I had never heard of (because trust me, Filipinos are big on proverbs). Regardless, what struck me was that it’s as if eating leftovers is not the norm.
As if eating food that’s still good, albeit not fresh, is an unusual thing.
Sure it’s not “fresh,” but it still looks good enough to try.
It was only recently that I noticed a backward trend I’m having when it comes to motorcycle ownership; save for the 2008 Yamaha R1 I owned last year for track use, the rest of the street bikes I’ve owned since my first bike in 2006 were all older than that bike (a 2006 Kawasaki EX500). Here’s the list in chronological ownership to the best of my memory.
- 1995 Yamaha YZF600
- 1980 Kawasaki KZ550
- 1996 Kawasaki ZX7R
- 2000 Aprilia RSV Mille
- 2002 Yamaha R1
- 1999 Triumph Speed Triple
- 1988 Honda NT650
Lately, I’ve been looking at owning even older motorcycles, which is a bit strange even for myself to admit. For all intents and purposes, and being a self-professed sport rider, I should be looking at today’s latest and greatest motorcycle models, the current crop of digital motorcycles with their riding modes, ABS, traction-control, and electronic suspension. Instead, I’m looking at the analog machines of yesteryears, feeling more of an urge to have them than trying the latest, factory-cooked machines. I feel as if I’d rather try what I’ve so far missed out on since starting riding, than finding out how today’s modern motorcycles are.
The upside to this is that I could, if I wanted to, afford to try as many older bikes as I’d like, as they’re but a fraction of the cost of a brand new motorcycle. Even if I could afford to try a new model or two as they come out, it wouldn’t be a financially sound habit to form, whereas with older bikes as I’ve historically done, I could afford to have one or two to try per riding season.
Irony is playing one of the most advanced motorcycle simulation game to ride a vintage Honda CB400SS.
Maybe I really do just have an old (riding) soul. Or maybe, my father was on to something about me and my penchant for leftovers.
Truth is, I simply find more bang for my buck, and ultimately more value in investing towards the motorcycles of yesteryears as the years progress. Time and the tide of technology may wait for no man, but they do not necessarily make these machines obsolete.
In my opinion, leftover bikes can be just as fulfilling to the riding soul, and leave you with a smile just as well as today’s latest machines.
And they don’t even have to empty out your wallet.