After 2months of work and effort i finally got the DR600 rego and insurance, then went away for 4 days to bathurst (nice place if you can leave) which meant that i couldn't take her out. When i got home today i thought damn it I'm going out, i got my L's 4months ago and then everything went to hell and i havn't ridden since. So i have no experience and I'm a road virgin. So I've geared up, Tiger angel jacket, KBC helmet, draggin cargos and rivet gloves i looked mean scary I've mounted my beast and kicked her over.....Nothing, i try again the same reply, its raining I'm sweating and then in a fit of rage i turn the fuel on then think to myself well this isn't a good start. I try for a third time with the fuel on and then bam she springs into life I'm over the moon. So i check my mirrors, blinkers and lights, i leave the lights on because of the weather i pit her into first roll on and release the clutch and I'm off Very Happy well no i stalled it so i go again and I'm off with the song BAD TO THE BONE playing in my head. Around the block forr the first time I'm going well until the stop sign i take off and stall after i start the bike for the 3rd time I'm off again i go around the block circuit about ten times by now its pissing down rain and i think i'll go up the hill and back home then call it a day i forgot that there was a stop sign at the top i stalled again this time i was in the wrong gear. I learnt a lot on my ride for one I'm not ready to fully venture out into the wide world but the most important is that i love it, a friend of mine who has ridden since he could walk, you could say he's my personal bike yoda he's taking me out 2 teach me how to ride and he also pretty much build my bike he said to me there 2 types of people in this world those who ride and those who are too afraid to feel free. I understand the fear but thats why i loved it.