I was younger once...I mean it's difficult to remember now that I'm 153 years old and virtually fucken ancient...but yeah, I was younger than I am now and that's photographic evidence above...a younger me and one of my bikes.
This picture was taken in 2002 when I was 32 years old.
My girlfriend and I had been for a ride on my Yamaha TRX850 (I loved that fucken bike) and had pulled up for a break - to rest my back that I'd spent the last twelve or so years abusing in my profession - and my girl snapped the image.
Recently, I was looking for a picture taken with a couple mates from when we were out on a ride back around 2003 for the purpose of using on a life picture board for the funeral of one of those guys next week; I spent some time looking through some other photos as often happens.
It made me think about my younger days - who I was, what I did and with who, how I'd developed and shaped my life since, what I looked like and all those other things we think about when contemplating our younger selves. The untimely death of my mate had put me in a contemplative mood but I think it's also good to think and look back and understand where we came from, the journey from then to now.
I wonder about you folks and if you've ever thought back to the younger you and what you feel you've done well or badly and what you could have done differently in the intervening time.
If you want to make a comment feel free to do so below. You don't have to add an image but it would be cool if you do I think. I'm away for work for the next several days but I'll still be looking and will drop some votes of course...if I don't do long-ass replies I think you'll understand though right?
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I didnt even know they had motorbikes back then!! :OD
Cheeky bugger!
Nice bike! You looked then exactly like you do now lol
The passing of one of those in our circle inevitably makes us think about our own mortality. I'm saddened to hear of the passing of one such soul, but I know you will do your best to give him a proper sendoff.
I will include a pic in return - that's me, standing in for one of the spinners at the local pioneer days, circa 1998.
He makes the bike look good, those fangs do it for me. 🙃
Becca 🌷
Nibble, nibble.....biiite🧛
Don't you be wearing any turtlenecks now 😆
I did once, never again and I know you know why.
Becca 🌷
Aye, I do! lol
Yes, my face is ever-young...much like a vampire...or exactly like one.
You look quite happy to be spinning that yarn. I wonder, where is the yarn you spun that day, who is wearing it. I bet that yarn has some stories to tell. Or...maybe you were pretendkng to spin and there is no yarn.
Yes, it was a very happy time for me. Honestly, I don't have a clue where that yarn went, as I spin copious amounts of wool 😄. I truly was spinning and did spin lots of yarn that day.
So...if you bite an old person and they turn into a vampire, do they really stay eternally young, or are they stuck in their old lady body? Cuz I ain't spending eternity in the form of an old crone 😆
Oh nah, they revert to how they looked when they were at the best plus even better. It's a powerful bite and beneficial bite. Bite with benefits it's called in the biz. Lol.
Sounds like the perfect title of a book yet to be written 😂
Now you're talking! I'll be honest, still researching; you know, biting those who I feel deserve it.
hmmm..some of that research could stretch out for centuries! You're gonna be really busy after your retirement 😆
Im 31 now, almost the same as you in the pic. I do think back about younger days still. I have a massive log of photos from younger days since I have been taking pics since I was 12 or so. Always feels like the days were simpler then. Probably will think the same as I look my current photos when I'm 50.
Life is much more simple when younger (usually) but I suppose it doesn't feel that way at the time.
You mean 130 right? You weren't even blurred back then!
Sometimes I watch the old photos and think how life has changed in all that years, how it was way easier before and the people lost in that path, with the photos of the kid you just realize how time flies, as if it was yesterday when he was born... I'm sorry for your mate, he mustn't have been too old
Looking at old photos can be fun but as a person gets older the gap between the photos and actual age grows and the cha ges become more apparent.
Yeah, my mate was younger than me, rather tragic really.
Whenever someone from my closest environment leaves this world, and especially if it's someone my age (or even worse, younger), I'm very shaken and think about my life, where I am, what I've achieved so far, how I live my life and most importantly, how I will continue to live it.
A month ago, I lost a friend from elementary school. That reset me again and told me to slow down, pay more attention to myself, rest more and enjoy the rest of my life.
I have some pictures of us together from our youth, when I often had parties (I think it was 2003), but I don't have them nearby. and maybe at this moment it would be difficult for me to even look at them.
Death has a way of doing that, making people feel their own mortality.
Did you mention 53 or u wrote 153 as a sarcasm? Was it a typo or a joke?
Nah, I'm 153. Lol.
I was casually remembering my younger days last night, that's a cooncidence you're posting about remembering yours. I graduated in university back in 2002, 2002 was a good year as I recall.
Some times I look back at the days I lived and certainly would do some changes, would change some decisions, would take other paths and would value important things I didn't once, but that's all in the past and guess wrong choices somehow made me become who I am now.
i would have loved that bike s well, she rocks man.
It was a sweet bike, a 270 degree twin engine which sounded amazing. I loved it but I sold it eventually for a Yamaha R6 and then a Yamaha R1. Both stunning bikes as well.
I can imagine, bikes have always been atracctive to me.
I never forget my past journey, because remembering it reminds me of where I came from and how much I have achieved. That gives me even more strength and also understanding towards those who are going through what I went through before, and I help them when I can. I know how important that is. Looking back is not always a bad thing; it allows you to see the present differently. The important thing is not to dwell on the past.
You're 153 and I'm 145... how far away youth is! I brought some old photos with me... I look at them from time to time, it seems like another life!
You don't look a single day over 144 and 364 days.
You guessed right! I already have white hair.
Only everytime I close my eyes at night or find myself alone with my thoughts! It's a very deep hole to dive into. I often have to kick myself and remember to snap out of it. Far too many major and minor regrets to count.
It surely doesn't pay to dwell on things but certainly pays well to know it's happened and to make changes.
Yes, it does!
There's no bullbar or awning on that bike. Who are you and what have you done with @galenkp? I realise you may be speaking from an earlier time, but this is great cause for concern.
That era of camera is also interesting - nothing at all is really in focus, but life was not as blurry then as it probably is now. As cameras become sharper, our vision becomes duller.
I know right? And only two wheels...not 4x4! Still, it was a lot of fun.
Definitely done well. I mean, I had a head start on many things, but I could've done so much worse by just staying where I was. It would've been a comfortable life, not much surprises, the flow of nature as intended in my original society. But I think that doesn't really run in the family. My mother is the only one studying a therapy job in her business family. My brother became a successful business owner after barely completing high school, the lowest in Germany, and never getting any other graduation or real formation. My dad is a weirdo that until now, after having a stroke that set him back years, until now questions his self and tries to find progress, though it's little these days.
Comfortable isn't that big a thing in my family. We do live comfortably, now, after many years of exposing ourselves to the spikes of life. A lot more than most of the world. But that strive to find the uncomfortable truth - I think that's what made us do well.
I liked that like about the uncomfortable truth. I think I'll be using that again.
It’s amazing how one old photo can bring back so many memories and reflections. Beautifully written. ❤️
Thanks, I appreciate it and for sure photos certainly inspire the memory.
My childhood was eventful and interesting, fraught with all kinds of mischief and thrilling escapades. My adulthood is quite but nonetheless interesting as most of the activity is more intellectual than social.
It sounds like a good childhood.
It’s true moments like these remind us how precious time really is and how much we’ve grown through both the good and the hard parts of life. Looking back can be bittersweet, but it also helps us appreciate who we’ve become and what really matters. Thank you for sharing such genuine thoughts a beautiful reminder to live intentionally and gratefully.
I agree with you, and am grateful of your comment.
I rarely look at the photos of my youth. When I do look at them I have a hard time remembering some of my classmates. I think that all of them are still alive but I am not sure. After finishing school we all went our separate ways and if I am not mistaken were was no big meetings afterwards( like 5 or 10 years school finishing anniversaries).
I think that this photo was from 2017 or 2018. It was my first(?) attempt to transfer a photo on wood using tracing paper. It ended up looking a bit like a caricature I think.
You're going still, when you're 165 and look back you'll see a big difference.
Funny thing is that avatar mug still looks 153. Juss sayin'
Maybe the gurls can tell if it's a younger mans crotch. I don't got those skills. But it is pretty kewl we both were bikers and fuk'd our backs when we were younger...
Me way back when...
Me Today...
Nice ride - Vroom vrooooooom...all the best guys rode bikes. I feel that last pic...every crotchety step lol
When I think of a younger me, I think of all the stocks I have considered and decided against investing in them. I missed: Yahoo run, Google run, Amazon, Facebook and of course BTC... Instead I invested into oil and gas stocks and that was a bust :)
I did put most of my resources into real estate and that worked out...
I miss my younger years.
Am 31 Btw but I feel at least 75