I remember being born with my very first bike. My older brother was about 7 when I was born and dad had an 81 Yamaha 80cc enduro that he had learned to ride on. When I was finally old enough to touch the ground, that bike became mine. Dad used to set up ramps for my brother and take him out alot, but by the time I was old enough to ride dad was 46 and the cop in town. That meant that my riding mostly involved figure 8s and big fast circles in our back yard. We had that bike all the way up until a month ago when my brother sold it for 500. I dont have a picture of it right now, but I can find one of my brother and I on our dirt bikes later. Heres a picture of one like it. But in alot better shape!
After I got closer to riding age (14) dad and I found a really sweet Kawasaki KZ650 that I fell in love with. It was a hell of a lot different than riding that 80CC yamaha all those years. I rode that bike to the new hampton IA rally once and I just generally rode that bike all over. I got my motorcycle learners permit when I was 15 so I did alot of goldwing following on that bike! I really thought that this was about the perfect motorcycle. Plenty of power, light enough to man handle and I still think its one of the sexiest bikes on the street. It started having engine problems so I eventually sold it too