Doubters - there is plenty of them.

Is it just me or is it that people, well the ones I associate with anyway are not very adventurous. Or is it people in general?
Have we as a society become so regimented for one reason or another that we have forgotten about having fun, spontaneous or just doing something for the hell of it.

However my trip/adventure isn’t spontaneous, it’s a well thought out/planned affair and has a purpose...........I think! Of course it does. It’s going to be a personal achievement and Ill meet some of the passionate GPz followers who at this stage are just words on the interweb thingy, Ill be able to put faces to names and make some like minded friends in the process.

The interweb thingy annoys me a bit.....call me old fashioned but you cant have a genuine conversation with a person by typing messages into a box hooked up to a key board. That’s not socialising!

One guy I have been corresponding with on and off over the interweb and via sms is "Alby", another GP z owner. Everytime we have the chance to catch up Im working or something else is happening, he only lives down the road and yet we keep missing one another. Once "Bessy" is up and running I must make the effort to catch up with him.

Sitting with some colleagues/work mates at the pub the other night having a few "devil in the bottles", beers, and one of them queried why I would want to travel across the Nullabor to the other side of the country on a 25 year motorbike.

"Why don’t you buy a more modern, reliable bike?"
"Something that’s more comfortable......it's a long way you know"
"You are going to get a sore ass"
I was stumped for answers to these questions at first and my first reaction was to provide short sharp answers really. I didn’t know how to explain why I was doing what I was going to do. Then I felt sorry for him when I thought about his misunderstanding, his lack of seeking adventure. It actually annoys me that I couldn’t explain it, make him understand.

So the knee jerk reaction was; "My bike is reliable, Ill put a sheep skin on the seat and yeah I know my ass is going to get sore...but...so what... a small pain for greater gain I say"
How do you explain to someone your passion for the bike and why you do what you do? Should I bother or should I just be content in knowing that like myself at least there are others out there that share the same passion for this very materialistic thing.......the motorbike......the GPz900.