Motorcycling has been promoted as a hobby, but for some of us it's a way of life. I couldn't imagine being without access to one or more motorcycles. In fact I've owned more than one at a time for forty years because I dread the thought of having to use four wheels because my bike is not running. The majority of my riding is simply a means of transportation, though I sometimes ride for the sake of riding. Young people don't want a hobby that requires maintenance, a special license, and any kind of discomfort, particularly the discomfort of not being able to text, participate in social networks, and browse the Internet 24/7. Back in the old days, being a biker was cool. Now it's like having an ugly appendage for many young people. The only members of my family, beside me, who are interested in motorcycles and who also ride are my eldest son and my sister. None of my cousins or grand children give a squat about motorcycles. Let's face it, we are a dying breed.