Reading this fascinating blog reminded me of years ago when I married and in the military and because of living apart using my Norton Commando for long trips home. Yes, it was a bit hungry for rear tyres, chains, and sprockets, but generally was an inexpensive and reliable machine. Albeit, taking in account of inflation, the running costs of these modern superbikes seems to have skyrocketed.
My recent return to motorcycling after 30 years in the wilderness is seen by many as a late-life crisis, but they have never been a motorcyclist, so what do they know? I suppose the difference between then and now is that the bike is not so much a form of transport, but an indulgence to polish and oil and admire. It may be a loud beast to the neighbours, but a cathartic therapy for me.