By Rowan Page | Published on 2020-04-11
I was 16 years old and my pockets filled with my ‘life savings’ plus whatever I could twist Dad’s arm to lend me. We drove two hours with a borrowed trailer to a small seaside town to meet the internet stranger selling his wife’s bike. A 2001 Honda XR200R. I had spent hours scouring the internet for something that would be suitable for a beginner, exciting enough for a 16-year-old, and within my measly budget. Good thing I did my research, because once I clapped eyes on her there was no chance that I wasn’t taking her home. Buying a bike is always an emotional experience, and your first is always extra special!
It would be impossible for me to review this bike objectively. Motorcycles are a huge part of my life and this bike was the starting point. So instead I will reminisce on fond memories, because in my mind the 2001 Honda XR200R will always be the perfect bike.
Pigs do fly! Well, little red pigs at least. When you first start riding, especially as a teenager without a driver’s license, the obvious place to go is the local track. Mom or Dad can drop you off and keep an eye open to make sure things don’t get out of hand. We were lucky to have a few spots like this with a good mix of trails and motocross riding. The weekends spent here were truly great. I didn’t know or understand that I was on decades old technology. I had a bike and could ride with my mates, and that was all I cared about. Ignorance truly is bliss. We rode motocross, trails and even some backyard endurocross; that bike did it all and never complained.
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