I'm looking forward to the coming summer and thinking about last summer. Of course I care about health. For example, I have almost quit smoking. But that was more because I smoked more every month than the purchase of an extra garage box cost me. So I went for the extra storage space. And I consider giving the whiskey to it too. Because there is still a box for sale here. Yet. The weather was nice and I needed some things. I looked at the sky. Everything looked positive and I decided not to fall or have an accident that day. The asphalt looked pretty soft that weekend, by the way. With those certainties you are well dressed in jeans, an elaborate Gaastra sweater, my favorite garage clogs and a helmet plus sunglasses.
Clog enthusiasts should also be critical when purchasing a motorcycle
Many motorcycles shift poorly when their riders wear clogs. I put on my chin strap, start the engine and am relaxed on the road. When I arrive at one of my purveyors, I get off and take a look at the parked gleam of other people present. A smartly dressed motorcyclist approaches me from inside to outside. 'Neat' as in 'suit with protectors, nice boots, green vest'. He has the zipper of the vest and his jacket open. Well, yes. The man starts a fiery argument about my clothes. Including real pieces of raised voice.
What am I doing?
Dangerous! Wrong! Confirmation of prejudice by third parties! Irresponsible! Jeans! A sweather! Riding on clogs! How wrong can you be? Gosh. Clogs are otherwise health and safety recognized safety footwear. And my engine is already making too much noise. Also wrong! Grutjes! At my age I should know better! I'm doing it all wrong! For 48 years! And until last winter 12 months a year! That I survived that! That I haven't been stoned yet!
The man looks at me with a brave look like 'get back from that'. I bet on his age perspective and say that I have a rare aging disease, I am only 21 and just wanted to get some fresh air. But that he is absolutely right and that I am happy with his wise advice. "Because you could have been my father!" That I definitely want to turn 22. So where can I buy such a cool vest? The man looked glassy and turned. My age story was apparently just a bridge too far for him.
I bought my things and drove home happily. My rear tire went flat about two miles from home. With the engine in first gear I walked quietly back home. Fortunately, I was not too warmly dressed for such a tipple. A little later I was sitting with a beer in hand and looking at my flat tire. The Safety Apostle was right, of course. I know that. My X-rays hang on the porn bar in various hospitals. But if you don't go until it's your time, then it's better to bet on fun than on security. But that is a highly personal opinion gained through experience and conviction.
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