Photo by Brett Jordan, Flickr Creative Commons
Over the last couple years, the idea of riding a two-wheeled vehicle to take me to my destinations has appealed to me more and more. I have gone from just wanting to save some money to really appreciating the design and craftsmanship of motorcycles, and in particularly, café racers.
When I first started wanting to get a motorcycle, it was a couple months after owning my parent’s (first generation) 2004 Mazda 3 full-time. I went to school and Franklin, drove to Spring Hill to see my girlfriend, and went to both of my jobs in Cool Springs. The idea of driving somewhere so efficiently really appealed to me (70-90mpg is a heck of a lot better than 26mpg).
And for a brief moment in time, I thought I wanted a sport bike. I’m pretty glad I quickly grew out of that. After thinking it over and talking to a few friends, I was convinced I didn’t really need a bike anyway.
But shortly after that, I discovered that an carefully arranged group of metal pieces could create a sculpture, a piece of art, for the road.
Café racers are some the most beautiful vehicles I have ever seen. The shapes, angles, and proportions of the pieces of these bikes are so appealing, that the typical flawless paint jobs on them are the sweetest icing on a cake.
My obsession with café racers has been so persistent recently, I even created a Pinterest board filled with them.
I’m going to be looking for a vintage bike. Maybe a bike to restore and fix up, or maybe a bike that’s already running great. If you know of anything that’s around the Nashville area, feel free to let me know!