New Member Introductions » Hello from Warrington

Hi from NW England. As a nipper, my Dad told me BMs were the Rolls Royce of bikes (they're not). Consequently  when my mates were riding jap rockets, I opted for an R80/7 (age 19). That was followed, amongst others by a K100RT (mistake), R100S  and Mystic (nicked by disenfranchised dealer). Eric Buell came along and I spent 16 years riding 3 of them followed by an Aprilia - a beast of a bike but a lot of fun.
18 months ago, kids having left home and looking to rekindle the good times with my Mrs, I picked up a bargain basement R1200RS. I'd ridden an R100RS years ago and loved it. Picking up its modern descendant was an obvious next step. An SE, it has all the electronc bollocks and I've added Shad luggage and (gulp) 600 quids worth of Satnav. I do like to dial the shit down tho and ride with bugger all as much as I can.
The rekindling hasn't worked out. Mental health issues bled into my riding and I'm still not comfy taking my Mrs on the back. Its something I'm still working through.
On the plus side though, the bike has proven something of a revelation. I'd forgotten that it was possible to ride more than 100 miles without terminal wrist ache and neck cramp. This bike has done everything I've asked of it. From crawling around hairpin bends on Hardknott and Wrynose to three figure blats on the motorway, this machine delivers. So easy to ride and more than enough stomp to keep me entertained. For the first time, I'm having to dial the speeds down. Perfect? No it's not but I won't be changing this bike any time soon.
So I'm here to learn some stuff and maybe pass on the odd nugget that might help someone else. Back in the BM fold and happy to be here.

Welcome to the forum and enjoy your new steed.

Thank you so much for your welcomes. Yeah, the mental health thing is an arse. I don't feel like I have the focus I did years ago and am learning to trust the bike to behave itself - cos I know it does. It's a funny thing but riding has always been a way of shutting everything out - reading the road and working the machine always swallowed up all the attention I had and shut out whatever else might have been going on. Never thought I'd lose the plot but I did. No matter, life can chew you up but it doesn't have to define you. Gonna park the mental stuff here. Strictly bikes here on in.