Deb just had some surgery, and as the young fellow was pushing her wheelchair to the car young man and I started talking about motorcycles.  I showed him a photo of me racing in 1974.  I was about to tell him that he wasn't born yet - when it suddenly dawned on me that it was likely that his parents weren't even born yet!  It turned out that his dad was in first grade when the photo was taken....that made me feel a slight bit better!

As long as you are still physically able to operate the motorcycle and have a sharp mind - you are not too old to ride.

There is a local group of riders that meet every Friday for lunch, and sometimes we go on rides.  At 68 years old I am the youngest rider in the bunch.  When I first started riding with them a few years ago there were 3 men that were right at 80 years old (Greg, Bill, Ron).    Greg was a former racer in the Cincinnati area in the 60's and a great rider - he would lead the rides.  Bill was a very good rider and would ride second, I would ride third.....Ron and the others would follow (and often fall behind as well if we got riding too fast).  About 3 years went by and all three riders gave up riding and sold their motorcycles - they just didn't feel safe riding anymore.

So - at 68 I feel like I have the potential to ride another 12 years if I use the other local riders as a database.  I may have to get smaller and lighter bikes - my 650 pound motorcycle is a bit of a challenge for me right now.....I suspect I have another 4 years or riding it if I stay strong enough to hold it up.

Here is a photo of me racing a 1974 TM125 in a 2 hour Hare Scrambles.

Cool , a young Super Dave in action. Ron rides the same Sportster as me. Sportster is heavy but has a low cog that helps a lot. Ya know all most nothing bothers me but that struck a nerve deep inside ! The kind of comment that is not easily forgotten. In need of review , absolutely not.  
Guess it bothers me greatly that  someone ( besides my doctor ) thinks they know what is best for me. Mental health , you can’t touch it , smell it , taste it , see it , but if you listen you will hear it. I don’t call the tracker
“The Healer” for nothing. Between building and riding it keeps me focused and happy.  Can’t believe I let someone get inside my head. Really want to confront them about it  , but why , I’ll just go riding when I see them.

Thank You. I might understand if I crashed or repeatedly dropped my bike. But no  , just a stabbing commment out of the blue. Maybe the only way they could get at me or maybe no bad intentions at all.
I love that pic , 70’s all the way

I was doing the same thing Dave,

I remember those 125cc street bikes from the 1970's and 80's  , Some of them were "nice little bikes" !  

Who couldn't ride a 250 pound bike !  
https://www.motorcyclespecs.co.za/model/yamaha/yamaha_rd125%2073.htm

or

https://www.motorcyclespecs.co.za/model/Honda/honda_cb125t_84.html

In 2019, on my way to Barber, stopped for a leak near Huntsville,, an old guy rolled in behind me on a new HD 3-wheeler.
In talking, he's a lawyer from Northern Kentucky, 83 years old, on his way to Barber to meet his son. Decided that 83 sounds like an attainable goal, 3 years to go! Saving for a Triumph Speed 400!
Cheers!  

I should make it very clear that was not my wife. If there is anything she understands about me is my love for motorcycles. And often times she knows I ain’t been out for a spell , so she tells me “why don’t you go get us this or that” , always a backpackable item , on your bike. Why , one man leaves and comes back with a reboot and a smile , I’m a lucky guy ! I prefer to ride alone most of the time , makes for a greater adventure. But I thrive on an unknown road , see where it takes me. Seems curiousity totally over rides any fears of riding alone. That’s adventure !