I've said it before and I’ll say it again, When I come home from a ride no matter where I've been I say to myself and my wife I LOVE MY BIKE.
Yesterday I clocked up 500 miles, got home a 8 o'clock and couldn't wait to get back riding "Bertie" (that’s what my daughter calls my bike, Bertie the BMW).
So you can have your moans and you groans, and people can slag off the dealers and customer service, the warranty, the cost of servicing, cost of parts. But at the end of the day none of that matters to me because I enjoy; no damn it I LOVE MY BIKE WITH A PASSION.
I love the feeling of freedom it offers to me and the feeling of oneness with my bike. I know how my bike feels when I'm riding it and I know if there's something not quite right. If you gave me a brand new 1200GSA it would never feel the same as mine, It’s a personal thing, an emotional thing
All I can say is BERTIE I salute you, and promise to keep you in tip top condition, because you deserve the very best.
Ty