I have just come full circle in my motorcycle trajectory.
Twenty-seven years ago I bought my first motorcycle in Nicaragua, a Kawasaki 500 enduro I can amazingly find no picture of (it was a disaster save for one memorable outing with a friend, thanks Susan).
One year later in Texas I got my first real taste of two-wheeled bliss with schooling from a dear friend (thanks Enrique aka Evil Knievel) when I bought a “tariff-buster” 1984 Kawasaki KZ700.
Fourteen motorcycles (Kawasakis, Suzukis, and Hondas) later I have returned to Kawasaki, with a 1996 GPZ 1100 and yes, my newest bike and latest model owned is 20 years old. Do not de-ride, it rocks!
I have always loved the “no frills – just ride” attitude of older Kawasakis – I have owned and owned KZs (above), GPZs and RXs – and this one is possibly the finest one yet; unostentatiously powerful and comfortable.
I am not saying goodbye to my beloved 1991 VFR 750 just yet… and I will miss the inner-city friendliness of the VFR, but my new GPZ is definitely the smoothest road bike I have owned (the extra 350 cc’s over the VFR and added weight doesn’t hurt); and I have promised myself this is the summer of weekend motorcycle adventures!