Big part of my life…….
Since I was able to walk I was fascinated by motorcycles.
My father’s uncle had one red Jawa 250.
I remember when he took me for a ride. I was sitting sandwiched between him and his wife.
That was great! I mean it!
Later, when I was about ten years old my dad’s brother had a blue color CZ 175.
Over the winter he was leaving the motorcycle in our garage since he was living in an apartment in Prague and had no place to keep it.
I think that I was going to our garage to see the motorcycle every day.
When I was 14 years old I had my drivers licence for 50ccm motorcycles but I needed to wait to be 15 years old to be able to drive.
Problem was that I had nothing to drive and my parents would not buy me a motorcycle. No way!
In the summer that year I was visiting my grandparents in the country as I did every summer.
I was talking to my grandma about my “big” problem and before I vent back home she give me the money to buy a brand new motorcycle Jawa Mustang 50ccm. It was 3000 Czech Koruna.
I remember it as if it was yesterday.
Since that time I had ten motorcycles and even did some motorcycle racing and coaching.
It all seems to be very long time ago.
Well, this BMW F650 Funduro was my last motorcycle.
I sold it this weekend!
I had simply just lost the feeling for riding.
It is hard to explain, but this is it for me.
I had many good years on the motorcycle and I have many fun memories.
I don’t know if it is because I’m getting older or what.
I guess that I’m just moving on in my life…………