older riders

Age means nothing as long as you keep can things in order. :rofl1:
Did you mean when I get up from the couch, do an inventory like this? Knees...check. Hips...check. Back...check.
Or like when I begin to move away after doing that inventory, now put the left foot forward first. Okay, good. Now bring the right foot forward next to the left foot. Now...let's try moving the left foot a bit further...

You can generally recognize "older" ..... slouched posture, smaller more deliberate steps, glasses, hearing difficulty/hearing aids, wardrobe, expressions/ phrases, attitude lol
Gosh, I thought you were describing me when I read that ...

Chris
 
The best comeback I ever heard was by a middle aged Harley biker, well worn black leather jacket, biker patches and all, in a small mountain town here called Julian. The young 20ish thing behind the pie counter gave him an "Organ Donor" comment and he quipped right back "Honey, I'd donate my organ to you anytime!"
 
Serious answer...it depends. About the time I hit 60, I started noticing how people aged differently from that point. I know a couple at church who are years apart in age, but to look at them, you'd never know. He's about 83 and she's about 60 now...and they look and act the same age. On the other hand, there was a guy in prison ministry with me who was 73 and looked and acted like he was 55. For some reason, it seems to me to begin showing up at about 60.

Chris
As I speed towards 60 more rapidly than I care to admit, I'm starting to notice that which you did. I don't have many local friends or colleagues who are my age, and my distant ones who are no longer ride. I do relate to the OP's video and am happy to see that a lot of the comments both here and YouTube, are from riders who are 10-20+ years older than I am. Gives me hope that I will be able to do the same. :bk11:

I've been told that in order to become old and wise, I need to survive being young and stupid. I've survived the young part... still working on surviving stupid, lol.
 
There's a reason why airbag gear is becoming more of a priority for me.
I've said many times, if an airbag vest saves me only 1 broken rib it will be worth every penny!
I wear the Hit-Air tethered model which works fine for me.
I have yet to go down that I did not separate from the motorcycle - we just seem to 'naturally' part company when it comes to that sort of stuff. ;)
 
I'm 73, own 6 motorcycles, and love to ride. Of the 6, one's for sale, and one is just for teaching grandkids. The two heavy ones both have a reverse feature, which does make a big difference. The only thing I really don't like about my bike hobby, is that I can't ride in winter, sigh.
 
"There are fast riders and there are old riders ... but not a lot of old fast riders".
I get the meaning behind that statement and understand accept its warning. As impactful as it might be I find that it often lacks truth in the real world.

There are always those yahoos who think that they are the greatest riders in the world, even if they are older, and feel the need to prove it all the time on every ride. I am not referring to those guys. I am referring to the older guys who ride because they like to. They do it for themselves and have no desire to impress anyone and make no effort to. It has been my experience that these older riders were often amongst the fastest riders in any group that I rode with. You can't teach experience, and with good riders their years of experience has taught them how to efficiently, and smoothly, and under full control move a motorcycle down the road. This often seems to result in speeds exceeding what the less experienced young guns can do. These older riders always impressed me as I was chasing behind them trying to keep up with them.
 
Here is another take on people questioning motorcyclists.

I rode with my Brother in-law until he was in his eighties. As happens with motorcyclists often, when we stop at a rest area people will approach us and chat with us. Very often older men would tell us how much they wish they had ridden a motorcycle, or how they stopped riding years ago and wished that they hadn't. My Brother in-law would always ask them why they don't start riding now, or start riding again. The answer was always the same- They said because they are to old. It was extremely rare that these men were even within 20 years of my Brother in-laws age. As surprised as they were at that, they always had a strong envy of us and it was always evident that they were jealous of the joy that we were having riding motorcycles. Not everyone thinks that we are immature, stupid, irresponsible, and reckless hooligans who are nothing more than organ donors. I think that there are many people who wish that they were doing what we do.
 
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