Wednesday, August 25, 2010

The Bike





I drove up to Vermont with my friend John on Friday to pick up the bike. As we went 4 miles up this dirt road it occurred to both of us that we could be killed and no one would ever know. At which point John looked right at me and said "You owe me big"

So I picked up the bike, a boatload full of spares and documentation. Then proceeded to ride it down to Spofford Lake (NH) where family friends have a house. Had dinner with people who tour the world on BMW motorcycles and slept in a very comfy bed. From there I rode it back to Worcester. The 3 pictures were taken at various stages in the trip.

The top one was taken on a cut through road I know in Winchendon MA to get from 202 to 140. The middle was in Vermont by a river, and the bottom of course was/is my driveway. See I took off the windshield on the sidecar.

Tomorrow (or later today rather) she will get new engine oil, gearbox oil, and final drive grease. She'll also probably get new spark plugs. She runs and rides great, I am deeply and madly in love with this motorcycle. It is everything I have ever wanted (give or take 15HP)

Later today I am riding her up to Portsmouth New Hampshire to camp for a couple of days and attend an air show I think. I should be back in Worcester sometime Saturday afternoon where I will probably ride to the Fire Station to show Brent.

The aim is to have her in my name on the road early next week.

Anyways, my hands hurt, and that's the bike!

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