I've been following a few motovloggers for some time now. Their rides look like so much fun, you want to be a part of it. Join them on a ride.
I finally decided to give it a shot. Needless to say, it's WAY harder than I thought. That only makes it more interesting though.
Through the help of the abundant information on this forum and the members here, I hope to slowly, but surely, get better and better!
If you'd like to read more about me, continue reading! *takes a bow*
I never knew how to ride a motorcycle until I was 16. My girlfriend at the time knew how to ride a scooter and I didn't. I found it embarrassing that she did and I didn't (hey, I was 16). I took my dad's scooter and began practicing. It was merely a way for me to get around.
When I turned 20, activities in life needed me to travel between university and other parts of the city. By then I realized that our scooter wasn't in good enough shape to do over 50 kilometers a day. A motorcycle was needed. I had absolutely no interest in motorcycles and therefore considered going for a second hand 100cc high economy motorcycle. In the search for one, I took my friend's 180cc motorcycle for a spin and I thought to myself "Damn. This feels nice". I ended up buying a second hand Yamaha FZ-S, a 150cc absolute beauty of a bike. However even at this point, riding was merely a means of moving from one point to another. Nothing more.
Superbikes, like the ones I'd seen on TV, were something so out there that I'd never even thought of them. I would even question "Why in the world would someone want something so powerful?". A question I laugh at now. Seeing one in person was the tipping point.
A friend of mine who I knew rides a lot bought a Hyosung GT 650N. He brought it to our university and asked me to take a look at it, he was thrilled. I wasn't really interested, but I did because he was a friend. Seeing the size of that bike, and the size of that engine compared to my 150cc made my jaws drop. At that point, I was looking at a monstrous machine. He asked me to sit behind him so he could show me the bike. I was reluctant, but I trusted him. Strapped my helmet on, sat on the back, and he started riding towards the back of our university where we had a long open road. As I tried to zip up my jacket, it happened. He opened the throttle. I remember my feet coming off the footpegs, hands moving at the speed of sound to grab the rails at the back of the bike, and every muscle in my arms and chest trying to push myself so I could not fall off. It was acceleration I had never before experienced.
He slowed down, laughed and asked me to hold the tank. I did so. It was better. But still bloody scary. I held on for dear life as I traveled faster than I ever have on land. Everything I could see was a blur, layers of colours. It felt like I was in a movie. We stopped after a while and I had to sit. After an experience like that, I needed to. I looked at the bike in disbelief that it was possible for a motorcycle to perform at that level. And that this, was an entry level 650cc.
This was the moment I fell in love with motorcycles. From then on every ride was more than just travel. I began reading about riding techniques and ways to ride better. I educated myself riding gear and safety. A year and a half from that point I bought a KTM RC390 for the joy of riding on the track.
Today, I want to record Motovlogs. Share my thoughts, experiences and rides with people. Allow them to see what I see.
And I know I've come to the right place to do just that.
I finally decided to give it a shot. Needless to say, it's WAY harder than I thought. That only makes it more interesting though.
Through the help of the abundant information on this forum and the members here, I hope to slowly, but surely, get better and better!
If you'd like to read more about me, continue reading! *takes a bow*
I never knew how to ride a motorcycle until I was 16. My girlfriend at the time knew how to ride a scooter and I didn't. I found it embarrassing that she did and I didn't (hey, I was 16). I took my dad's scooter and began practicing. It was merely a way for me to get around.
When I turned 20, activities in life needed me to travel between university and other parts of the city. By then I realized that our scooter wasn't in good enough shape to do over 50 kilometers a day. A motorcycle was needed. I had absolutely no interest in motorcycles and therefore considered going for a second hand 100cc high economy motorcycle. In the search for one, I took my friend's 180cc motorcycle for a spin and I thought to myself "Damn. This feels nice". I ended up buying a second hand Yamaha FZ-S, a 150cc absolute beauty of a bike. However even at this point, riding was merely a means of moving from one point to another. Nothing more.
Superbikes, like the ones I'd seen on TV, were something so out there that I'd never even thought of them. I would even question "Why in the world would someone want something so powerful?". A question I laugh at now. Seeing one in person was the tipping point.
A friend of mine who I knew rides a lot bought a Hyosung GT 650N. He brought it to our university and asked me to take a look at it, he was thrilled. I wasn't really interested, but I did because he was a friend. Seeing the size of that bike, and the size of that engine compared to my 150cc made my jaws drop. At that point, I was looking at a monstrous machine. He asked me to sit behind him so he could show me the bike. I was reluctant, but I trusted him. Strapped my helmet on, sat on the back, and he started riding towards the back of our university where we had a long open road. As I tried to zip up my jacket, it happened. He opened the throttle. I remember my feet coming off the footpegs, hands moving at the speed of sound to grab the rails at the back of the bike, and every muscle in my arms and chest trying to push myself so I could not fall off. It was acceleration I had never before experienced.
He slowed down, laughed and asked me to hold the tank. I did so. It was better. But still bloody scary. I held on for dear life as I traveled faster than I ever have on land. Everything I could see was a blur, layers of colours. It felt like I was in a movie. We stopped after a while and I had to sit. After an experience like that, I needed to. I looked at the bike in disbelief that it was possible for a motorcycle to perform at that level. And that this, was an entry level 650cc.
This was the moment I fell in love with motorcycles. From then on every ride was more than just travel. I began reading about riding techniques and ways to ride better. I educated myself riding gear and safety. A year and a half from that point I bought a KTM RC390 for the joy of riding on the track.
Today, I want to record Motovlogs. Share my thoughts, experiences and rides with people. Allow them to see what I see.
And I know I've come to the right place to do just that.
