The more motorcycle folks I talk to, the more I realize my personal story of how I came into it is different from nearly everyone else. Now, while it's true that not everyone I've spoken to grew up riding since they were kids, I'd say somewhere around 60 to 70% of them have that kind of story. Or at least, that they discovered riding sometime before they were full-fledged adults.
That's not me, though.
I didn't learn to ride a motorcycle until after I learned to drive a car. And I didn't learn to drive a car until I was an adult. Part of that is because I grew up in a major city with a decent public transportation network, and I was taking buses and trains across Chicago. Honestly, it's almost surprising that I learned to ride a bicycle back then, but I did.
