My dad. when i was a kid.

If you mean a love of motorcycles then yes I did. :D

We were broken up before I got into bikes. :wink:

I bought my own Honda 50 when I was about 9 or 10 from a neighborhood kid for $30 when he couldn't get it to crank. I pushed it home, put a new plug in it and took off. I knew what the controls were, don't remember how, and pretty much taught myself. After that my dad got a Suzuki dualsport 400, don't remember the model, and I could ride it when I could barely touch the pegs. I'd kickstart it on the side stand and ride it off, to stop I had to come to a stop and slide off the seat to touch the ground on one side. Then I started riding on the street in 98 or 99. I was way rusty, it was easier when I was 10 :lol: It didn't take me long to get the basics back but it was a good 2-3 years before I'd say I was "good" again.

To ride? A friend who took the MSF 2 weeks earlier...

To RIDE?! www.elitetrackdays.com

I did. MSF came later.

My dad bought me a Yamaha MX80G in 1981....one of the dozen or so times in my life I can remember him doing anything or wanting to see me.

Been riding ever since.

Brian (RIP) and Clay taught me how to ride FAST

My dad taught me how to ride on a Honda XR70 when I was probably 7. Sold that a couple years later and bought a buell blast when i turned 18. :TWF: taught me a ton when I was first starting to look at bikes. The first guy who taught me how to actually be fast was named Pete. He's 55 or so and is one of the faster guys I know. The guy who has been helping me improve since then is named Steve and is in the top 3 fastest riders I have ever met.

Msf

msf

rode to msf class sun. w/ my new bike that i had bought that sat. night.

rode to work mon. in heavy houston traffic, home in same traffic inthe rain.........lol

I was fortunate enough to learn from good friends. They had already been riding a few years when I got my first bike. They coached me very well.

Took the MSF course, learned a lot but learned even more by reading message boards and going on small group rides geared towards beginners.

One buddy and I spent an entire day doing panic breaking in a church parking lot after reading a write up another rider did on the topic.

Read, then put into pratice and pratice, pratice, pratice.

It didn't hurt that I also grew up riding dirt.