Thoughts on Joining a Bike Club.
In the famous words of Groucho Marx, I would never be a member of a club that would have me as a member.
Although I have been riding bikes for over 30 years, before joining the SOC I had never been a member of a bike club. When I first started in bikes in my teens, some of my friends were doing the same so we used to go places together, maybe half a dozen of us. Later, when I lived in Birmingham I was involved with the University bike club and would often ride with them. But since then I have been something of a lone biker as my friends all moved on to cars years ago.
In more recent years I was finding that my annual mileage was often pitiful as my girlfriend lost interest in riding pillion and the bike would give way to the comfort and convenience of the car on camping trips and days out. I was questioning the value of just ‘riding about with nowhere to go’ on my own.
So I finally bit the bullet and joined the North East Chapter (sic) of the Suzuki Owners Club, hoping that it wasn’t all about ‘Suzukis are the best’ with all other marques dismissed as irrelevant.
I should probably mention at this point the reasons why I have always resisted joining a club. My experience with bike clubs in the past had revealed so-called ‘like minded’ types that were anything but. In fact, I encountered the sort of people I have tended to make a lot of effort to avoid in life. These fall into three categories:
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