Dr. Evil
Mother of God.
Did you read it or did you just see the "F" word and go "eeeewwww?"
Did you read it or did you just see the "F" word and go "eeeewwww?"
Good luckMy son wasnt asking me for permission. He was asking me to teach him. If my son really wants to ride I wont stop him and I will gladly teach him. But if he only wants to ride just because I do, then I would gladly quit riding and sell all my bikes without no regrets
Doesn't that already imply that he really wants to ride, simply by asking you to teach him?
I seldom play golf, and when I do it's mostly with my dad because he loves to play golf. I don't particularly love playing golf, but since my dad does, I do it for some awesome bonding time with him. Of course, golf isn't as dangerous as riding (but have you ever been hit with a golf ball), but my point is, I do it for my dad.
When my son was about 14 I took him for a ride on my motorcycle. He said he didnt like it because it scared him and ever since then he never showed intrest until now 8 years later.
Alot of you parents started your kids young which is great I think. If my son would of showed intrest when he was young I would of bought him a dirtbike and I would of had an exuse to buy myself one too. And I wouldnt worry so much now if he did started out young.
What kind of ride did you take him on?
Did you drive around the neighborhood then stop at the ice cream store afterwards? Or . . .
Did you take him on a ride to Mines Rd then show him how Dad carves the twisties, scaring him to death thinking you were going to crash?
I'll never forget for the rest of my life the time my Father took me to the park when I was 7-8 years old. He was pushing me on the big swing set, the one with the black rubber seat and the big chains that are 15-20 feet long. He started pushing me harder and harder, and I kept going higher and higher. I got so high that I got scared and told him I wanted to get off. He just laughed and pushed harder. I was so high I thought the seat was going to wrap over the top. I was screaming and crying while holding on with all the strength I had because I thought I was going die. It was the most terrifying think I have ever done. When I finally got off that swing, I would have beaten him to death if I was able too. I've been afraid of heights ever since. And the only thing I think about when I think of him is that he's the fucker who tried to kill me on that swing.
I would never do anything like that to another person, so it pisses me off when I see anybody tortures someone in doing something they don't want to do.
^^ I think you answered your own question already.
I dont want my son riding just because I enjoy riding, just so that we can have some awesome bonding time. All tho it would be great but I dont want that. I want him to ride because he wants to ride.
2slow said:After he broke up with his girlfriend he's been wanting to hang out more lately. I would like to think that we are best friends we go clubbing, bars, hang out at the viet coffee shop lol and lately he been bugging me go fishing.
So my first move is to talk to him and see how he really feels about riding then I'll go from there. And as for me I do enjoy riding but I can do without it. I can find other fun activities to do like JET SKIES!..lol


Both of my sons started riding dirt bikes at age 13. By the time they were old enough to get a driver's license they had very good motorcycle control. Both of them had motorcycles in high school and there were no issues. Neither started street riding on a 600cc supersport, though.
They've both managed to make it beyond a decade without any motorcycle accidents.
It can be done if you start out with the right kind of riding first.


What kind of ride did you take him on?
Did you drive around the neighborhood then stop at the ice cream store afterwards? Or . . .
Did you take him on a ride to Mines Rd then show him how Dad carves the twisties, scaring him to death thinking you were going to crash?
I would never do anything like that to another person, so it pisses me off when I see anybody tortures someone in doing something they don't want to do.
just forbid him like my parents did to me
I respected their wishes for a really long time. but in the end, I have always wanted to ride, even though no one in my immediate or extended family rides.
I haven't told my parents that I own and ride a moto yet. of course I'm a grown woman, 35+, so it's my business. heck they were freaked out when I bought a convertible.

This whole thread makes me so glad I had the parents I did.