Regrets I've had a few.....

....but then again, too few to mention.

 

Except when it comes to old motorcycles.

 

Walking round an autojumble and classic bike fair usually has me heading for the bottle of Scotch to drown my sorrows, when I get home.

 

Old bikes bought and sold for a few hundred pounds twenty to thirty years ago are now going for a small fortune. One consolation that we always come up with was that generally we got rid of them because they weren't very good.

 

Clearly with hindsight, we'd have hired an industrial unit and bought everything we saw and kept hold of every spare part and every bike that was destined to be a "classic". But who had the money or foresight to do that?

 

Things that do definitely make me wince:-

 

1. Disposing of a set of Kawasaki 750 H2 exhausts down at the municipal dump which looked great but had a few rattly baffle plates.

 

2. Selling the H2 and a pile of spares for far, far too little.

 

3. Not buying my friends super concourse Kawasaki H1 500 triple for £500 - yikes

 

4. Buying a Yamaha RD250 LC with mint bodywork and having them sprayed over with my sponsors yukky brown paint scheme.

 

Things that make me wince slightly:-

 

Not buying the RD500 I test rode (actually I didn't like it but they are selling for huge amounts now) Not buying an RG500 I saw second hand at a shop in Preston. Not buying and putting in mothballs every supersports 250 two stroke I ever saw on sale RG250s, TZR250s, RD350LCs and even though I'm not a big Honda fan - the oh so lovely NSR250.

 

Now where is that bottle of Scotch?

 

 

 

Done