2000 Moto Guzzi Quota 1100, the big red Enduro Strada. It's tall, heavy, and slow... I wouldn't trade it for anything!
'72 Triumph Tiger 650 (restoration on hold) This bike is just plain ol' FUN to ride.
'87 GSXR 1100 (restoration in progressish) The big iconic 80's slab side racer wannabe bike.
'89 Moto Guzzi Lemans 1000 (waiting to be pieced back together) I love this bike like no other.
(Ha! I've never owned or ridden a Honda Spree! Never mind the Suzuki FA 50 though)
'83 Suzuki Tempter 650
'83 Suzuki XN85 Turbo 650
'83 Suzuki XN85 Turbo 650 (yeah, I had two)
'00 Moto Guzzi V-11 Sport
'95 BMW R1100GS (the only one I don't miss!)
I never actually wanted to learn how to ride, I was a car guy. But, was always curious as to how motorcycles 'worked'. One day, way back in the day, I ran into a friend at the bank who was a rider. I had to ask. He promptly gave me a 2 minute rundown of how his bike's controls worked, handed me his helmet and gloves, and sent me weaving out onto Hwy 99 in heavy traffic. I went out and bought my very first bike that same day. I was hooked! She was a lovely, if not boring, Suzuki parallel twin 650. I dropped it the following day. That's how it goes.
25 years later, give or take, I was still riding. Mostly by myself, as always. Then I met the love of my life (a girl, not a bike!) She was/is a rider herself. It all went down hill from there....
A garage full of our bikes. Tools scattered everywhere. Living room decorated in motorcycle. Motorcycle weddings. Motorcycle travels. Motorcycle brothers and sisters fully intertwined in our life together. And a hot redhead rider for a wife. A rider's wet dream!