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4/24/2012 10:00am
Just curious as to what reason you fellow riders started riding and who got you into it? Were you fed a bike straight out carriage or did you bug mom and dad or work hard for anything with 2 wheels?...
Let's start...My dad drag raced while growing up then stopped due to work and children and he always had this Z50 laying around and decided to try my luck in the trails with it then a few years later my first "motocross bike" was a 2003 cr 85.
Let's start...My dad drag raced while growing up then stopped due to work and children and he always had this Z50 laying around and decided to try my luck in the trails with it then a few years later my first "motocross bike" was a 2003 cr 85.
In my last race, I saw these young kids flying past me and thought: "What the heck am I doing?" I was getting married and really didn't have the money to ride and race. I've followed the sport since 1982 when my dad took me to a supercross. I was there when Bailey and RJ duked it out. I went to the LA Coliseum (after the Rodney King riots) when Bradshaw lost the title at the final race. I love this sport and will continue to follow it. It has been 19 years since I last threw a leg over a bike and I've been toying with the idea of riding an over 40 class. I would likely buck the old guy trend and get a 2-smoker. I never had a Honda and would love to get a 250 to race around.
In '83 we sold that roach and got me a used RM80 that had been used in the Suzuki school of MX... I rode the wheels off that thing and I've been riding ever since.
Just 2 days ago I trolled my son around on the gas tank of my YZ250 and thought to myself how wonderful it was to come full-circle.
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my dad and his friends rode bultaco's and drank wine and my mom hated it.
my uncles got hooked on bikes from my dad
i wanted a bike so my dad quit
my uncles toted me with them to the tracks growing up
was never allowed to have a bike but it was all i wanted to do
rode a lot of bmx instead
at 20 years old i bought a bike and a truck on the same day
been riding/racing for the last 23 years almost every single weekend
1979 got a used 1977 YZ100...
1980 got a used 1980 YZ125 and had my first race. Got lapped twice in a mud bath!
3rd race at Burnt Hickory in Dallas GA and finished 3rd! Raced almost every weekend until 1985 before focusing on college...
My Mom freaked when I quit high school football to race. It wasn't popular back then like it is today...
I waited every Friday for my weekly Cycle News to see how Hannah did...
Dad was a F1 fan, (so am I.)
raced a lot for the next six years then decided to quit to concentrate on my last year of school and I was just over it too, just wasn't fun anymore. Didn't ride a dirt bike for 10 years. had a stint on streetbikes but as mates started losing their licences I thought I should give them up. sold my streetbike, bought the missus a ring and myself a dirt bike. started racing again this year and love it
I have told the story many times how my pop was a full blown Husky guy, his last one before my parents stopped riding and we (bro and i) got serious with racing was a Husky 390 Auto. Mom had some cool bikes like a badass Hodaka Dirt Squirt, we got her plastic Preston Petty fenders and a plastic tank for it xmas one year. Later on she had a really trick XR75 that we turned into our pit bike at the races. Growing up we went camping / riding every single weekend at Hollister, back when the Wosicks owned the store there. Later on my best friends dad owned if for a long time.
Ive posted this a million times, still love it, i got my start riding on the front of my dads Husky.
Anyways, when I was 4, in 1995, I went to my first SX race. It was at Dallas and was a huge mudder. This is one of the first memories of my life. When I was 4 or 5 (can't remember), my dad said if I can ride my bike down the stairs without crashing, he'll buy me a 50. I did, and he did. I remember the first time I ever rode that thing. It was a quick loop around the drive way, but it was one of the greatest feelings ever. In 1996, my dad and I went to the first ever SX in St Louis (where Emig broke the streak), and haven't missed a race there since. We also go to Millville on occasion. Haven't been there since RC's last race though. As for my riding, I went from the 50, to the KX60, to the YZ125, to the RM250, then finally to the CR250 I have today. All two strokes of course.
MX isn't in my family at all. My dad, two of my cousins, and myself are the only ones that follow the sport and ride. Everyone else in the family thought the bike did all of the work until we explained to them how far out that theory actually is.
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We had 6 kids in the family and were basically poor so buying a bike was not an option.
A friend of mines dad took me with them to the races a few times and signed me up as his kid......lol.
My son was born in 95 and I took him to watch a local race when he was 3......that was all he talked about.
I mean that was Alllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll he talked about.....lol.
We watched races local and national and the early FMX vids, it was all he wanted to do....he was that Honda commercial come to life.......lol.
Got him a PW50 when he was 6 and he has been riding since then, racing since 2004
It has given me a chance to see my son grow up and spend time together as father and son, wouldn't change it for anything.
My mom and dad divorced when I was 4. It wasn't pretty. My mom used to take me to my Aunt(my dad's sister) house while she went to work because they have a son that is one year younger than me. Well, my cousin and I were basically brothers since I spent so much time over there and they treated me pretty much like one of their sons. My uncle was a total gear head and was majorly into cars and bikes. He got my cousin into riding at age 5 and for the most part it was just riding and competing in hill climbing. Well, at about 12 they started inviting me to go along with and watching. I would get to ride his bikes around a field now and again, but that was it. At 14, my uncle asked me if I would like him to but a bike for me to ride, but it was under one condition. He has always made extra money by buying bikes, fixing them, and reselling them. The deal, he bought me a 1982 RM125 in decent shape, but did need some work. My cousin and I had to totally take it apart(without splitting the cases) clean it, paint the frame(back when they had steel frames), and put it all back together greasing it.
He paid $260 for that bike, I rode it for 2 years and he sold it for $400. Then he bought me another one to repeat the process. When I turned 17, I bought the bike from him and have been riding since. I still talk to them more than my own parents and it's not that I don't like my parents, I just have more in common with my Aunt/Uncle.
I owe them more than I could ever repay them. I am the youngest of my mom's 5 kids and the only one that graduated from high school. I went on to get a Bachelor's degree, got married, and now have 2 boys that love to ride. I attribute it all to being at their house pretty much every day!
One thing led to another, and 2 years ago, at the ripe old age of 48, this crazy old "gidget surfer girl" decided to ride. I have gone from a ttr 125, to a Honda 150RB, and am now riding an '05 YZ125 and a '06 KX250. Been riding for 2 years now and I have fallen in love with riding!
So, you can say, I did it backwards!
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