Having read this thread with interest, it seems as though most of us are coming to terms with reality. We could/should maybe did predict this a few years ago when it was apparent that there was no 'young blood' in the clubs and hangouts we use. Anybody who thought their bikes were an investment or alternative pension should be running a cold sweat now! The outcome of this conversation should be 'What are we going to do about it?". For me, I 've never treated my bikes as an investment. I've collected them because I like them and they give me pleasure, to ride, restore and to look at. They also boost my ego when I take them out and people admire them. Being interviewed at the local Classic Show makes me feel like a celebrity and I get a massive boost from the feedback I get from fixing magnetos, dynamos and selling A10 spares (I've still got a shed full if anybody wants anything!) None of these things are translatable into cash but make a more important contribution to my quality of life and give my life a purpose. So, if the values fall it doesn't really matter to me. One day, I'll die and somebody else can clear them out in the knowledge that I dredged every last drop of pleasure out of them and their value isn't important. A couple of years ago a new guy came to our club, youngish (less than 60) and showed interest as he is a neighbour of a friend of mine who also has an A10. He came along on his Honda. After a while I offered to lend him an A10 which he gladly took up. He found that our style of motorcycling is different to the image he had always carried around in his head. We ride slowly, we take in the scenery, we stop for a pie and a natter, we help each other and we do it all at a leisurely pace. We aren't outdoing each other to be the fastest, have the the most expensive bike etc. He found that he loved this lifestyle and persuaded me to sell him my trusty old A10 and he still loves it and it has given him access to a way of life he wasn't aware existed. Maybe we should be promoting our way of life, telling people what a great time we have and having an old bike is a gateway to something and some people who make life wonderful. It's about the people, not the bikes...though they are the key to the door, behind which is a fulfilling and enriching world.