My story and I'm sticking to it....
My name is Marc Krouse from Cary, NC and I started riding again in 1995 when my 17 year old daughter wanted to learn to ride a motorcycle. We attended an MSF class together and riding helped her develop self confidence along with a special identity rare in most high school girls: Motorcylist.
My first BMW was a 1975 R90S recovered from a garage near the Duke campus in Durham, NC. It spend 6 months in my living room then emerged for a paint job. Gone now. Sad. Never sell a paid for bike.
My second BMW was a 1996 R1100RSL that I bought for my 19 year old son. Purchased used and sight unseen from Phoeniz, AZ. He flew out to AZ and rode it back on his first long distance solo ride. A great adventure. It currently resides in Yuma, AZ where he is working at his first job after college and a BMWMOA member.
My third BMW is a 2002 K1200RS purchased used locally and it is my favorite bike so far. I think it is a cross between my former 1999 Honda CBR1100XX and the R1100RSL. Comfort and power. My oh my what a fine thing is electronic cruise control.
I'll be 62 next month and I still remember my first ride on a Honda S90 in 1965. Actually more vividly than this past Monday's New Year's Ride. Short term memory thing. 1966 had me aboard the biggest bike Honda made at the time, 1965 Honda Superhawk 305. No helmet. No boots. No gloves. No jacket. Sunglasses and loafers. My grades suffered.
Now to get aboard the K12RS and head out west again, check out the same wonderful roads ridden in 2005 for 8K miles aboard a 2005 Ducati ST3. Surely the K bike will be an improvement on Nevada's route 50. And CA 36. And UT 12. And ID 12. And WA 129. And CO 92. Oh my.