Kdo je pravi biker ????

[Bmflar]

Pravi biker trenira linije tut k čaka, da mu dobavijo nov motoRR 

[DAMI34]

Kdo je pravi biker sicer ne vem, vem pa, da ta pravi biker ma vse čevlje takšne:

[lucif3rka]

Ob 27. 3. 2017 ob 12:58, DAMI34 pravi:

Kdo je pravi biker sicer ne vem, vem pa, da ta pravi biker ma vse čevlje takšne:

[DAMI34]

Pa še dol ne gre hudič, če je čevelj iz semiša.

[maus]

pred 41 minutami, DAMI34 pravi:

Kdo je pravi biker sicer ne vem, vem pa, da ta pravi biker ma vse čevlje takšne:

dokler prst vn ne pogleda si samo uporabnik motornega kolesa in ne smrdliu biker

 

[DAMI34]

pravi bajker postavi pravo vprašanje u pravo vreme:

npr:

zakaj hudič mi trese guma?

[DAMI34]

mogoče komu pomaga, da se bo najdu

Boris takes us through his layman's guide to the diverse spectrum of Aussie motorcyclists…

To outsiders and beginners, people who ride motorcycles might appear to be one big happy family. Like a giant borscht of head-nodding mutual admiration; all brothers (and sisters) of the handlebars, riding as one on the highways of their dreams.

But it's not like that at all, and the following motorcycle riders are to blame…

L-platers on Kawasaki Ninjas
For reasons no-one can explain, L-platers on Ninjas are an order of magnitude more annoying than L-platers on any other bike.

It may have a lot to do with the poor Ninja sounding like a tin of gravel being kicked down the road when a can is fitted to it and it is being bounced off the rev-limiter through the first three gears.

Their riding gear is cheap and mostly second-hand, they smell of fear and bravado in equal measure, their chains are unlubricated and their tyres are flat in the middle. Counter-steering is not a concept that can be explained to them without it ending in tears of confusion.

Many of them belong to Facebook sites, which are echo chambers of their own massive ignorance and contain many pictures of people who have parked their vehicles in ways they don't approve of.

They can be found…
On the Internet, mainly. These are mostly inner-city rattlers, so they spend a lot of time riding around the metropolitan areas of capital cities, visiting ice cream parlours and low-rent pizzerias.

On weekends, the braver ones can be found crashing on winding roads close to the city, or being processed like hams by the Highway Patrol who feeds on them like whales eat plankton.

Outlaw club members
They don't socialise with other motorcyclists very much. Not because they don't like them, but because they have nothing in common with them. So they're largely indifferent to other riders.

The bikes they ride are not like other Harleys. The colours they wear cannot be bought in any shop. They are currently being crushed under the government jackboot for being too scary-looking, but they can still be relied upon to always drink from the skulls of their enemies.

They can be found…
Sometimes in their clubhouses but, more often than not, at their homes, since the police have been avidly stripping their clubhouses of everything from light-fittings and taps, to wall-hangings and pictures of their dead members. It's rare to see them on the roads these days.

People with topboxes
While no-one can deny the sheer practicality of a topbox, one must also admit a topbox is the nil-plus-ultra example of men who have given up on ever seeing a naked woman again.

Buying one of the most impractical transportation devices, then spending large sums of money fitting heinous-looking steamer trunks a metre higher than the rear-axle of the bike, and declaring it suddenly 'practical', is the act of a train-spotter. Or someone who paints in water-colours.

They can be found…
Outside shops. Or looking smugly at you and your ocky straps from across the service station.

Adventure tourers
Very few people who buy adventure bikes actually go adventuring on them. Just like the people who buy massive four-wheel drive rescue vehicles to drive to work every day, adventure bikes are bought for two reasons: 1. "I may, one day, ride to Tajikistan and this is the bike to do it on." And 2. "I will never ride to Tajikistan, but I want people to think I will."

Like BMW riders who only speak with other BMW riders and God, Adventure Tourers only speak to other Adventure tourers. And it's usually about places they plan to go, but never will, wearing gear made by German scientists.

They can be found…
In peak-hour traffic, which they can't lane-split because they've fitted 2000-litre aluminium panniers to their bike just in case the wilderness ever calls to them and they simply must answer.

People who ride Chinese motorcycles
These are a strange and feral breed of human. Like crazed lepers craving social acceptance, they bought a Chinese bike because they imagined it to be great value, and secretly hoped no-one would ever know it was made in China because it had an Italian-sounding name.

They live a life of disillusionment and despair, especially when they find out how much a $4000 Chinese bike depreciates 12 hours after it is purchased.

They can be found…
On train station platforms, or in front of computers sending angry emails to Xiangang Heavy Industries.

Scooter riders
Not motorcyclists. If they were motorcyclists, they would ride motorcycles.

They can be found…
Everywhere. Like rats. And fleas. And cockroaches.

Bearded women who smell like expensive coffee
It is the Golden Age of the Hipster. And if there is a God, that age will be short and end in a welter of ethically sourced tears, fuelled by the smoke from early '80s Japanese motorcycles which have spontaneously combusted in shame at having stupid knobby tyres fitted to them while being menaced with angle-grinders.

More fond of looking like sexually questionable lumberjacks, their skill-free riding is usually done en masse and informed by relentless good cheer. It's almost as if they imagine that no-one's ever belted a grinning buffoon before.

They can be found…
Raising awareness of the bearded in inner-city suburbs successful immigrants have all moved away from, by drinking garbage coffee, slurping smashed avocados, and pounding quinoa into their delicate blurters.

The ATGATT crowd
People who ruthlessly dress for the slide rather than the ride and who cluck like condemnatory chickens at everyone who isn't wearing full race leathers everywhere all the time, are not so much motorcyclists as they are angst-filled nannies self-prophesying themselves into the front of a truck.

The sheer danger of motorcycling makes them uncomfortable, so rather than upskilling themselves, the ATGATT crowd (All The Gear, All The Time) wrap themselves in Dainese-brand cotton-wool against the inevitable disaster that awaits them.

They can be found…
In front of their computers demanding people tell them of the state of their favourite piece of heavily frequented road, so they may briefly ride upon it, before parking their motorcycles to sip bad coffee and eat sad hamburgers for the balance of the day. In winter, they are the shivering frozen ones, and in summer they are the ones glistening in fool-sweat.

Riders who've returned after years off the bike
Certainly not the sharpest blades in the kitchen, these worthies will either buy 500kg Harleys, presumably because they like to hear the sound their exploding knees and hips make when they try and move them, or an Adventure bike they need a ladder to climb onto.

Few of them make it past their first 'big trip', and most will usually give it up after falling over at a service station, or being rear-ended by a bus on the first day they decide to ride their new bike to work.

They can be found…
Usually, they are seen being loaded into the back of ambulances, but sometimes you can find them on gurneys being triaged by a sad-faced nurse at the nearest hospital.

Stay tuned for Pt. II of Boris's hard-hitting showcase of Aussie riders. Who knows, you could be next!

[bobi1001]

[maxxa]

Danes sem naletela na enega pravega. Na avstrijski strani Korenskega sedla, ter ga odpeljala v Kr. Goro na kavo in beer.

Zanimiv mozakar iz Nove Zelandije, vozi Vincent letnik 1952. Motor je bil 40 let v neuporabi in vanj je vlozil cca 5000 ur. Motor je z ladjo poslal v Veliko Britanijo, sedaj pa potuje po EU. Ze 3 mesece. Konec meseca se vraca proti Amsterdamu, nato pa domov.

Gotovo ga bo se kdo opazil na cesti. Sel je cez Vrsic, Tolmin, verjetno proti Kocevju, Metliki. Namen se ima vrniti v Avstrijo, naprej na Cesko, potem pa se bo obrnil proti Amsterdamu.

Vec, kot osebne prtljage ima seboj rezervnih delov in orodja. Pa se zanimivost: na zadjem kolesu ima na vsaki strani zobnik za verigo. Kadar se vozi po ravninah prestavi verigo na desno stran, ko se vozi v visave, prestavi verigo na levo stran. Zeli zanimiv mozak ?

[nemo]

On 3/27/2017 at 12:58 PM, DAMI34 said:

Kdo je pravi biker sicer ne vem, vem pa, da ta pravi biker ma vse čevlje takšne:

S tem se sicer ne gre hvaliti, ampak à propos ...

 

[J.a.m.e.s]

Kdo je pravi bajker? Tisti ki ne jamra po FB za vsako pi*darijo, ki ga je med vožnjo do prve gostilne zmotila. Občasno pogledam na FB v skupino Motoristi in se resnično čudim kakšni mehkužci so se spravili na motor. Včasih so bili bajkerji res pravi deci, roke usrane od šmira, strgane in potrebne pranja cote, v gobcu čik in gremo gasa. Vseeno na čemu so se peljali, samo da je smrdelo po bencinu. Vmes so kmetu sunili kuro, si jo spekli in gremo dalje. Danes pa kvazi motoriste motijo mušice, če kateri drug motorist pred njim nevarno prehiteva, ko mu oča s klobukom v avtu potegne za par cm na njegov pas, bog ne daj da vidijo drugega motorista v kratkih hlačah. Ko ga voznik BMW-ja ne odzdravi nazaj se mu svet podre in še bi lahko našteval. Seveda, ko se vse to zgodi, hitro ustavit na rob ceste, telefon iz žepa in vse svoje frustracije spovedati na FB. 

 

Evo nekaj takega: 

 

 

P.S.: Še vedno sem menja, da sem se vsaj 20 let prepozno rodil.  

[maus]

pred 44 minutami, J.a.m.e.s pravi:

P.S.: Še vedno sem menja, da sem se vsaj 20 let prepozno rodil.  

 

p.s.

ko boš v mojih letih, boš rekel, da si mnenja, da si se rodil 20 let prezgodaj  

[J.a.m.e.s]

Nikoli se ne obremenjujem z leti, poskušam čimbolj uživati, za nobeno stvar mi ne sme biti žal, ko me bo enkrat stisnilo me pač bo. Važno ja, da ko se bom enkrat ozrl nazaj, si bom reku, evo to je bilo to in bil zadovoljen. Je pa res, da so nekam čudni časi postali, če še ti nisi bil letos na jadranki, pol mora res biti nekaj na tem. ? 

[maus]

pred 2 minutami, J.a.m.e.s pravi:

Nikoli se ne obremenjujem z leti, poskušam čimbolj uživati, za nobeno stvar mi ne sme biti žal, ko me bo enkrat stisnilo me pač bo. Važno ja, da ko se bom enkrat ozrl nazaj, si bom reku, evo to je bilo to in bil zadovoljen. Je pa res, da so nekam čudni časi postali, če še ti nisi bil letos na jadranki, pol mora res biti nekaj na tem. ? 

res je, da nisem bil na Jadranki letos ... pa neverjetno malo kilometrov letos naredu... okoli 10.000 km ...a sm sploh biker  

enkrat sem skoču do Litve, pa do Grobnika , do medulina in parkrat do Žusterne in to je to ...

a sploh lahko še kj napišem na moto forumu k sm tok zanić  

 

[DAMI34]

pred 9 minutami, maus pravi:

res je, da nisem bil na Jadranki letos ... pa neverjetno malo kilometrov letos naredu... okoli 10.000 km ...a sm sploh biker  

enkrat sem skoču do Litve, pa do Grobnika , do medulina in parkrat do Žusterne in to je to ...

a sploh lahko še kj napišem na moto forumu k sm tok zanić  

 

a popravm naslov teme: kdo je zanič bajker?

 

[Bg]

pred 9 minutami, maus pravi:

res je, da nisem bil na Jadranki letos ... pa neverjetno malo kilometrov letos naredu... okoli 10.000 km ...a sm sploh biker  

enkrat sem skoču do Litve, pa do Grobnika , do medulina in parkrat do Žusterne in to je to ...

a sploh lahko še kj napišem na moto forumu k sm tok zanić  

 

Na kratko?

Ne.

 

Na dolgo?

Ninđa.

[DAMI34]

pred 1 uro, J.a.m.e.s pravi:

Kdo je pravi bajker? Tisti ki ne jamra po FB za vsako pi*darijo, ki ga je med vožnjo do prve gostilne zmotila. Občasno pogledam na FB v skupino Motoristi in se resnično čudim kakšni mehkužci so se spravili na motor. Včasih so bili bajkerji res pravi deci, roke usrane od šmira, strgane in potrebne pranja cote, v gobcu čik in gremo gasa. Vseeno na čemu so se peljali, samo da je smrdelo po bencinu. Vmes so kmetu sunili kuro, si jo spekli in gremo dalje. Danes pa kvazi motoriste motijo mušice, če kateri drug motorist pred njim nevarno prehiteva, ko mu oča s klobukom v avtu potegne za par cm na njegov pas, bog ne daj da vidijo drugega motorista v kratkih hlačah. Ko ga voznik BMW-ja ne odzdravi nazaj se mu svet podre in še bi lahko našteval. Seveda, ko se vse to zgodi, hitro ustavit na rob ceste, telefon iz žepa in vse svoje frustracije spovedati na FB. 

 

Evo nekaj takega: 

 

 

P.S.: Še vedno sem menja, da sem se vsaj 20 let prepozno rodil.  

1. takrat ni blo FB, pa so frustracije reševali s pestmi v baru

2. ni bilo elektronike, pa si sam lahko servisiral, občasno pa tut sedaj kako gumo zaflikamo, error pa ignoriramo

3. namesto sunit kuro, suneš pri vikiju čizburger

Sej se da, sam domišljija rabiš

Če pa bolj resno komentiram, vse skupaj opisano je iskanje svobode. To pa lahko tudi sedaj počneš, pa raje sam, kot v neki smrdeči klapi, ki se potepa od bara do bara in šraufa vmes. Meni osebno, zgornje ni pojem bajkerstva.

ps. pa čimmanj brati FB

 

[maus]

pred 3 minutami, DAMI34 pravi:

 

ps. pa čimmanj brati FB

 

in čim manj se obremenjevati z drugimi  

[schwantz]

T'kole kot berem tale forum, pa s predpostavko, da nikogar med vami ne poznam, mislim, da bi bil pravi bajker maus, samo mu po vaše nekaj centimetrov in kilogramov manjka?

[Slow]

pred 4 urami, J.a.m.e.s pravi:

Kdo je pravi bajker? Tisti ki ne jamra po FB za vsako pi*darijo, ki ga je med vožnjo do prve gostilne zmotila. Občasno pogledam na FB v skupino Motoristi in se resnično čudim kakšni mehkužci so se spravili na motor. Včasih so bili bajkerji res pravi deci, roke usrane od šmira, strgane in potrebne pranja cote, v gobcu čik in gremo gasa. Vseeno na čemu so se peljali, samo da je smrdelo po bencinu. Vmes so kmetu sunili kuro, si jo spekli in gremo dalje. Danes pa kvazi motoriste motijo mušice, če kateri drug motorist pred njim nevarno prehiteva, ko mu oča s klobukom v avtu potegne za par cm na njegov pas, bog ne daj da vidijo drugega motorista v kratkih hlačah. Ko ga voznik BMW-ja ne odzdravi nazaj se mu svet podre in še bi lahko našteval. Seveda, ko se vse to zgodi, hitro ustavit na rob ceste, telefon iz žepa in vse svoje frustracije spovedati na FB. 

 

Evo nekaj takega: 

 

 

P.S.: Še vedno sem menja, da sem se vsaj 20 let prepozno rodil.  

Satani! Se jih spomnim kot mulec; tudi pokojnega Pilkota. Satansi sicer (ze nekaj desetletij?) ne obstajajo vec. Se vedno pa v Zasavju vsak 1. maj poteka budnica - dolga kolona rohnecih motoristov.

[Kugelschreiber]

4 hours ago, J.a.m.e.s said:

Kdo je pravi bajker? Tisti ki ne jamra po FB za vsako pi*darijo, ki ga je med vožnjo do prve gostilne zmotila. Občasno pogledam na FB v skupino Motoristi in se resnično čudim kakšni mehkužci so se spravili na motor. Včasih so bili bajkerji res pravi deci, roke usrane od šmira, strgane in potrebne pranja cote, v gobcu čik in gremo gasa. Vseeno na čemu so se peljali, samo da je smrdelo po bencinu. Vmes so kmetu sunili kuro, si jo spekli in gremo dalje. Danes pa kvazi motoriste motijo mušice, če kateri drug motorist pred njim nevarno prehiteva, ko mu oča s klobukom v avtu potegne za par cm na njegov pas, bog ne daj da vidijo drugega motorista v kratkih hlačah. Ko ga voznik BMW-ja ne odzdravi nazaj se mu svet podre in še bi lahko našteval. Seveda, ko se vse to zgodi, hitro ustavit na rob ceste, telefon iz žepa in vse svoje frustracije spovedati na FB. 

 

Evo nekaj takega: 

 

 

P.S.: Še vedno sem menja, da sem se vsaj 20 let prepozno rodil.  

 

Jez sm bil na tem wayski pikniku, cez ene 14 dni so pa pilkota pocli, na festivlu Zgaga. Po moje je blo to 1998, torej sm mel 20let. Redko se še pelem na kak zbor, ampak ko pridem, mam vedno filing, de se je cajt ustavil tocno 1998ga. Tako da, se mi zdi, da nisi nicesar zamudil. Samo motorji so cenejsi in bolsi. Pa ni treba met klubskega MZja, ker nekdo ziher sraufa zadnji moment, pa ni treba met šmirastih rok....klubska imena so se menjala. Folklora pa je tocno ista. Samo tapravo srenjo trefnes, pa si u devetdesetih. Garantiram. 

 

O fbju in forumu pa....cim manj ga resno jemat. 

Popravljeno Avgust 26, 2019. Popravil Kugelschreiber

[Kmet2]

pred 3 minutami, Kugelschreiber pravi:

 

Jez sm bil na tem wayski pikniku, cez ene 14 dni so pa pilkota pocli, na festivlu Zgaga. Po moje je blo to 1998, torej sm mel 20let. Redko se še pelem na kak zbor, ampak ko pridem, mam vedno filing, de se je cajt ustavil tocno 1998ga. Tako da, se mi zdi, da nisi nicesar zamudil. Samo motorji so cenejsi in bolsi. Pa ni treba met klubskega MZja, ker nekdo ziher sraufa zadnji moment, pa ni treba met šmirastih rok....klubska imena so se menjala. Folklora pa je tocno ista. Samo tapravo srenjo trefnes, pa si u devetdesetih. Garantiram. 

 

O fbju in forumu pa....cim manj ga resno jemat. 

Na fb ko objaviš potopis je kup pozitivnih komentarjev in podpore.

Tu je ravno obratno, pametovanje balkanskih rajderjev je marsikoga odvrnilo od deljenja svojih tripov na MS....

Bajkerji.....kdo naj bi to bil.....strgani v usnje oblečeni bradati bad assi ki jim je Srbija top najdaljša destinacija.....

Kok sem vesel, da nisem bajker.

[Kugelschreiber]

 

 

[Snečer]

pred 3 urami, Kmet2 pravi:

Na fb ko objaviš potopis je kup pozitivnih komentarjev in podpore.

Tu je ravno obratno, pametovanje balkanskih rajderjev je marsikoga odvrnilo od deljenja svojih tripov na MS....

Bajkerji.....kdo naj bi to bil.....strgani v usnje oblečeni bradati bad assi ki jim je Srbija top najdaljša destinacija.....

Kok sem vesel, da nisem bajker.

FB je čisto drug svet, površna zadeva, kjer je namen objave like. Tam se je škoda trudit za kvaliteto, ker v poplavi prispevkov "Mitas, Nika, GS, ..." prispevkov praktično ne moreš več najt.

To kar si ti pisal in se matral o svojem potovanju-izletu, probaj poiskat...

Na MS je trajno, FB je muha enodnevnica.

FB je nek zid, tam je 30k ljudi, ki pač klikajo, lajkajo, pozitivni komentarji in lajki so pa le potuha od poznanih. 

(Na blogu npr. nimam nobenga lajka, ampak od junija 4.600.000 ogledov)

Forum pa bi naj bil nekaj več, tu bi se naj pisalo bolj kvalitetno in na vsebini, seveda pa še vedno prevladuje sistem hit&run, v glavnem, nič prispevat, a vse pobrat in še mogoče težit.

Menim, da je MS bolj kvaliteten vir informacij od pozerskega in nepreglednega FBja, kjer te množica povozi.

Zakaj si pa imel tak odziv na svoje prispevke?  brez tega pač ne gre, en del je tvoj stil pisanja in težave, drug del pa MS odzivi. Pa mislim, da je v teh odzivih veliko štosa, pač na poseben način. Če te ne bi bilo zanimivo čitat, tudi tega ne bi bilo.

"Bajkerji" pa dejansko izginjajo oziroma danes že vsak vozi motor...

p.s.

V Srbiji še nisem bil z motorjem oziroma Kosovo?  

[Borutt]

Kako smešno, ko nekdo jokca, ker kritizirajo na MS njegov reli, sam pa isto počne z njihovimi furami do  zbirališča brad. Pravi bajker je. 

Popravljeno Avgust 26, 2019. Popravil Borutt