Two three six - 236. That’s how many miles I put on my '15 FJR1300 between oil changes spanning the first full year of experimenting with retirement.
Though losing my heart to bikes as a teen and losing my mind to them as the unhealthy object of my mid life crisis, motorcycles had always been more tool than toy - little more than the preferred commuter rig. From the beginning there have been the occasional afternoon blasts but, in a typical 8000 mile pre pandemic year, I had all the fun I wanted taking the long way home from work. Since Nov '19 I’ve clocked a paltry 7000 miles with over half those in the months between a mid '23 return to office and the end of commuting days in Feb '24.
I’ve been fortunate to live in lands of 4 season riding joying environments where wildlife and asteroids were the only threats. That joy is being replaced with trepidation as the roads become increasingly inhospitable and the favored backroad haunts succumb to development. Though I still have a ride to Prudhoe Bay in mind - perhaps a Iron Butt ultimate coast to coast (UCC) - I’ve taken exactly 4 multi day road trips in 40+ years of nearly continuous ownership and the wanderlust for far off motorcycle adventures is fading at about the same rate as perishable skills atrophy. The wife only put up with the bikes because they’ve been around longer than she has. But the days have long since passed of even joking about who or what would be the first to go. My preferred local transportation is by Trek or Asics so I just don’t ride any more.
There are aspects of being a motorcyclist that I’d hate to leave behind, but the spell is fading, the need is gone, and I’m wondering if it is finally time to move on. So there is a question in all this.
Have any of you crossed this bridge? Next on the list of M’s* is a Miata so I’m not worried so much about what’s on the other side. But I am curious about your decision points - what convinced you that it was time to move on - and if you ran into any unexpected regrets or second guesses.
*M’s: Marriage - check. Never gonna figure it out completely but after 35 years she’s stuck with me. Music - check. After 3 years of fussing with stuff I’m figuring out that I don’t like to fuss and I’m blessed with lead ears and a bear budget which greatly simplifies the system and (mostly) eliminates the desire to flip gear. Motorcycles - check. Next up Miata where I’m hoping that trading a helmet for a flat cap will be a good enough compromise.




