I have loved motorcycles almost as long as I can remember. I broke my forefinger whilst riding a venerable BSA 500 cc scrambler when I was only 14 and riding a bike that was far heavier than I was into a tree did nothing to dampen my enthusiasm. Since that day, I have had a crooked first finger on my right hand (I dare not tell my mother, so it had to “self heal” !) and an enduring love of all things two-wheeled.
Since the day, in September, in 1971, when I first ventured legally out onto the road on a moped, I have owned 58 different motorised two-wheelers ! I use that term “two wheelers” as the first two were not motorcycles, per-se, both were merely mopeds. This might sound a lot and I suppose it is. When I worked in central London, to save my BMW RS from endless little scrapes, I bought a lot of well past it, “ex-dispatch rider” bikes. These were mainly little Hondas (CD175, CD185 and CD200) or other small capacity Japanese bikes and I rode them until they died completely.
I have also had two machines on fairly long-term loan and I have hired, over time, nine others.
At the time of writing this, July 2020, I have passed the 1.2 million miles mark and my next target is 2 million kilometres (1,242,743 miles).
Here are the ones I paid good money for.
Here are the two I borrowed long-term.
And these are the nine I have, so far, hired.