John, There are oh so many bikes mostly vintage that I would enjoy just looking at in my garage .. I ever had a soft spot for Nortons and the 850 Commando in black was the last bike I managed to ride round a few laps of the TT course, found myself in the company of a BMWR100RS that was a tad faster on the straights but there were more than enough bends for me to leave him well behind in time.. (-: While wide open on the Sulby straight on TT 100`s I thought the swinging arm was loose, jumped off and gave everything a shoogle, all seemed tight and the BM flew past again! Happy days... (-:
Commando aside, My BMW R850R was a great bike for the mature biker I became, sit-up and beg comfort, no strain on the wrists leaning over the tank stuff and no fairings, suited me just fine, handled just great with good brakes, too.. an ideal bike in it`s day.
While outin the 991 on the single track road high above Kenmore last week, I passed a group of bikers dismounted in a passing place and taking a break, I suspect the youngest might have been in his sixties..(-:
Having sold the Beemer over a decade back, I remember bumbling along in the +8 feeling very relaxed on the road in Glen Lyon , lightly dressed, enjoying the warmth of the day and taking in the sights, sounds and aromas around, thinking I was glad not to be leather clad and helmet enclosed.
Horses for courses, having on occasion had the ability to choose, has been a privilege indeed.
Someone determined, "He who dies with the most toys wins"...
