Reading the other post about the guy who wants to take his 8 year old kid on a 300km trip and a few of the replies brought back the memories of the first time I ever went for a ride on a bike. I'm not sure how old I was but I reckon 8 would be close to the mark. It was a Moto Guzzi owned by a mate of my dad who was kind enough to take me out for a ride on the back of his bike. If I close my eyes I can still recall the sound of the big twin and the feeling of zooming through the corners, and can I still remember thinking at the time that the road was so close when we went round the corners that if I reached out my hand I could probably touch it... Bikes alway had a special significance for me after that, although it was a few years until I got my first bike - a pull start, mower engined mini bike. Gee we did some miles on that thing, rode it everywhere. Of course the Guzzi experience has left me with a bit of a weakness for them as well. I don't know if I would have gotten into bikes if not for that formative experience when I was young, so it's nice to think how that warm sunny day roaring around the countryside on the Guzzi has had a hand in shaping the outcome of my life.