On the way home on Rt 111 NH I passed Triumph shop from the 50s with 2 BSAs, a Norton, and 2 Triumphs out front. Swung around and went back. There I saw 2 bikes I have never before seen in person, the Triumph Hurricane designed (body) by Craig Vetter:
And the Matchless G80 by Harris - a bike my father dreamed of buying for 20 years, but never found one in good shape. This one had 15 miles on it and was $5,000 - I could have wept, had I not been in a shop that was like heaven, surrounded by guys twice my age - all with equal mind sets on bikes.
I spent over an hour there just soaking it all in, bought new grips for the Ural for $10 and headed on my way. Arrived in Boylston around 5:30PM and waited for Brent to come back in the Ambulance from a call. We got dinner at the Pub, and then as I kicked the bike over to head home I discovered I had no lights. So I rode the bike to the nearest friends house (that had street lights) and set up there for the night.
Today, worn and weary I got her home, unpacked, relaxed, then when the temp dipped I started routing out the issue. All the fuses were good so i checked, and the headlight was blown, easy swap and I have lights again. On my bike when you loose the headlight you also loose the running lights. Good to know.
Snapped this picture after installing the new light but with the factory tools splayed out on the sidecar.
Its been a grand last few days. I am beat to hell, but sometimes you just got to get the hell out of town. I am pleased with the Ural. In one week I rode the bike from Northern Vermont to Worcester, then back up deep into New Hampshire, with a lot of miles in between trips.
The bike loves 4th gear at about 45-50mph. God I am on top of the world, I almost feel my age.
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