Once upon a time, my brother and I got bored, and enrolled in MSF. At the beginning of his undergraduate junior year, he bought his first two motorcycles. This inspired me. I got a job, saved up some money, and bought my first bike, a 1989 Honda Hawk GT 650, during that spring break.

The Hawk

1989 Honda Hawk GT NT650


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Such a fun bike. Very glad I chose this as my first (sophomore year spring break). It is forgiving yet not too limiting, making it a nice bike to help develop my skills as a new rider. I've learned plenty on it, and have come to love it as a versatile around-town bike, which also doesn't just leave me stranded in Santa Barbara. The bike is a little rough around the edges, but it runs well besides some burning oil...

The Rebel

1986 Honda Rebel CMX250


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My brother's first bike. My door to basic motorcycle maintenence and modifications. With some guidance from my brother, and some help from my friend James, I am looking to make this thing a ridiculous project. So far, I swapped the OEM handlebar for a drag bar, relocated the ignition off of the dash (to behind/below the seat), machined my own dash part, and had my brother cut off the mufflers with a dremmel tool...I was young then.

The V Star

2005 Yamaha V Star XVS650


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Bought this on the first day of my 12 week stay in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Quite a fun ride, as I don't think I would ride this sort of bike had it not been the best option on craigslist at the time. It was fatter and has a louder personality than what I was used to...letting me fit right in with all the cruisers in the desert. I ended up losing $300 on it, not bad for a summer of riding! At the time, I thought down on how it felt more like an underpowered couch than a badass cruiser, but I actually miss the cozy and forgiving character of the bike now.

The Superchicken

2001 Honda Superhawk VTR1000


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Admittedly, my brother owned one before me, so I knew more or less what I was getting myself into. The impetus: he let me ride it (before I owned any bike of my own) - it was awesome, mean, overloaded with power, and left a great impression. Until I dropped it while making a u-turn at the end of the street. That is when I decided I needed my own bikes to really learn how to ride. From the Hawk to the Superhawk, I have felt large improvements in my riding, and look forward to keep growing my skills as a rider and hobbyist.