No time to blog today. There are roads that need ridden,corners that need carved, slowpokes that need passed and speed limits that need ignored. It’s a beautiful warm sunny day and I’m off to ride my motor-sickle. We might take the back roads down to Philly and stop at Pat’s Steaks or maybe we’ll just ride up to Centrailia. We’ll figure it out. Gotta’ go!
I rode the 25 miles up to my bud Jims house. It’s all highway. I learned something today. A cafe bike is not one to buy if you are going to ride highways all day. How boring. All I wanted to do was carve a corner or use all the gears the factory gave me. This highway cruising thing is not my cup of tea. Holding a constant 80MPH is pretty boring if you ask me. I have clip-ons and good tight suspension for a reason. If I wanted to cruise I would have bought a Harley. Then I could be unique, like everyone else. So we finally get to the back road and don’t you know it. Jim’s son Jimmy’s bike breaks down about 5 miles into it. Jim and I ride back to his place and get his Transporter and the bike trailer and drive back to where Jimmy broke down, load it up and drove home. I then drove the 25 miles home and never got to carve a single corner. Oh well, a bad day riding is a whole lot better than a cold, rainy day spent at home wishing you were riding.