It’s funny how, when riding a ‘retro’, onlookers not normally interested in motorcycles often notice it. You get cheery waves, nods and smiles - rather as you do when walking a cute-looking dog. And that doesn’t happen with a modern sports or adventure bike, except among other enthusiasts.
So it was in and around London with Royal Enfield’s very handsome Classic 650. Is it because it looks like a ‘proper’ bike, or because onlookers think I’m driving a cherished old antique, something my dad passed on, perhaps, and that I’ve cosseted and nurtured over the years? Hard to tell.
