Garret Dietz's '79 CX 500
Saturday, November 24, 2012 
In my limited and very humble opinion, there are two kinds of Dads in this world; Dads who like motorbikes and Dads that don't. And although I love my father very much and deeply appreciate his inherited love of all things mechanical, upon telling him that I'd decided to get a bike he told me he thought it was “a bloody stupid idea.” Ouch. Fast forward to now and the vitriol has settled to a feigned disinterest for the most part. And I say“feigned” because every now and then I see a dim twinkle in his eye as he asks me a question about shaft drive versus chain drive, or air cooled versus water cooled. It's as if he's holding himself back from getting enthusiastic about the machine because he doesn't want to encourage me. Which, as a very long way around the block to visit your neighbour, brings us to Garret Dietz and his Dad. See, G's lucky enough to have a Dad that falls firmly in the "likes bikes" pile. Hmmm. I wonder if he'd swap for a month or two? The time would fly by once he really got into my new build...


