My first bike was a Kawasaki KE125 back in 1989. Been wanting a bike since turning 16 the year before but parents knowing best an all that I wasn`t getting one

That is until they went on Holiday to Thailand
As soon as their plane had taken off I was down the bank, withdrawing all the cash I wasn`t supposed to be able to get my hands on (yes it was my cash, just not supposed to blow it all on a bike!!). And that was it, off to pick up the KE I`d had my eye on for a while.
Sorted the insurance, picked up the bike and that was it, a love affair that would last forever!! Parents away for another three weeks and my new bike. I had no option but to ditch college and make the most of my new found freedom. For the first time ever I could venture out, away from my hometown. I thought I was Peter Fonda in Easy Rider (with maybe less drugs, even though I was a student

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Three weeks passed all too soon, and before I knew it, my parents were back from holiday. I had to return to a normal, `restricted` life of mundane nothingness
Anyway, as they knew nothing of the bike and I thought it best kept that way, I parked it outside on the road just up from the house. It was all of 15 minutes after they returned when my dad turned and said "You`d best bring that in then hadn`t you". I hadn`t been out the house since they got back; how did he know? Oh sh*t I thought I`m in trouble here. So I go out and brought the bike in to find my dad stood waiting on the drive with a big grin on his face, and you just knew he was going to ask for a go. On his return he had an even bigger grin and that was that, I`d become a biker. It wasn`t too long after that, when guess what, yep....my dad went out and bought a bike too, his first since the '60s.
Still look at them now when you occasionally see one on ebay, thinking back on those three weeks of pure freedom. Had better bikes since but none have had quite the same effect as that one.