May 15th. 1987, less than a month after my 39th birthday, I bought my first 'Wing, which just happens to be my current motorcycle. Because, at that time, it was the most practical motorcycle on the market. It did everything well well and had the reputation of being the most reliable bike ever built.
Because of my advancing years, I was thinking it may be time to slow down a little and stop chasing twisties for entertainment. Within a month I figured out the 'Wing was every bit as capable on the back roads as the Twin Cam CB750F Super Sport
I had traded in. So much for slowing down.
Today, I am celebrating my 39th birthday. Or, at least, the 30th anniversary of my 39th birthday. That bike has kept me as young as the day I bought it.
It too has remained young and fun all these years. Always up for a back-road romp at speeds that may some day get us both "impounded". Always ready to explore new, far away places. Always the perfect dance partner for a twisties tango.
I have heard the "old man's bike" rhetoric several times before. I believe the truth to be people blaming their inabilities and senectitude on an innocent machine.
And it really is my birthday, today.