What's with all this hate for HD and stupid boomers?
I went out and bought a brand new one from the dealership about 15 years ago, a couple of years before I turned 40. It was definitely a midlife sort of thing. It was obvious that Harley's weren't the fastest, most efficient or reliable bikes. I was buying it because it was a Harley Davidson, the brand appeal was illogical, but I didn't give a crap. I could afford it, as well as the extra insurance it requires to insure a Harley. It was double that of most other brands, simply because they get stolen so often.
Mine was an 883 sportster, just about the smallest bike they made then (nothing like some of the little things they spit out today though). It used to be nicknamed "the paperboy's bike" because of the small stature, and more than once I had some other Harley rider tell me
"That would be a great bike for my girlfriend". But still, it was a pretty heavy bike, it weighed 560 lbs. If I remember correctly, the average rice-burner crotch rocket weighs around 300 lbs.
Check out some of the 2020 models. You have to admit, they look pretty good.
https://www.harley-davidson.com/us/en/motorcycles/index.html
I rode it for about 5 years, but towards the end it became a little dull, and I rode less and less, and the riding season is relatively short in Canada. I had to insure it for 12 months, store it for about 6, so I ended up selling it to someone. There was a pill popping wanna-be biker offer to pay me a grand for it and then make monthly payments. He'd call me every day, getting angrier and angrier when I refused his offer to take the bike off my hands. He came by my house one night to try to steal it, (it was usually parked under a tarp structure in my driveway) but I had decided to put it in secure storage early that week when it became clear that this guy was going to be a nuisance. The security camera footage shows him pulling up with a trailer, minutes after I left the house to go to work and poking around in the tarp garage. He did end up stealing something else, the security footage shows him leaving with something in his hands, but the footage wasn't that clear. I could never figure out what he stole. Obviously nothing that I'd miss. I ended up selling the bike for a fair price to a young guy who would treat the bike well.
It was a good bike. It was about a year or two after Harley got the rubber mounted motors right, so it wasn't as rumbly as previous generations were, it was actually a pretty smooth ride. There was a great local mechanic mechanic who maintained it, so the motor was always in fine shape, it wasn't terribly loud. Other than boring out the cylinders up to a 1200 and changing the pistons, it remained stock, very smooth.
There are some great memories of this bike. Twice we went to "Friday the 13th" at Port Dover, Ontario. It wasn't a comfortable bike for long tours, so about a 500 kilometer radius from my house was about as far as we got. I did once drop it in front of some people in the parking lot of a local restaurant though. I was backing it up a sandy incline and lost my footing. I felt about two feet tall.
My next bike will be a dirt bike. The roads where I live are atrocious, I don't think a big bike would do.