Monday, April 16, 2012
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Currently in the garage:
New-in-2009 2007 Honda VFR800 Interceptor 25th Anniversary w/ABS
1999 Triumph 955i Sprint ST (long-term loan)
1998 Suzuki Bandit 1200S
and Ray's 1987 Honda Hurricane
The riding season of '09 is young. Stay tuned.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
You start to tune out the drone of the bike after a while and then you are left with nothing but your thoughts and the whistle of the wind. It's hard not to wax philosophical about a trip of this length because after Hour 10 or so you transcend the mundanity of riding and start to stare off into the distance and ponder the countryside, the bike, the scenery, and the imminent demise of small town America. The trip becomes defined by a oneness with the road that you simply do not experience in a vehicle with doors and fenders. You identify with the country you are travelling through in a way that you cannot on the interstate highway system. The endless miles of cornfields tell you something about the way of life of the crop producers of America. The wind farms of Northern Indiana have a certain graceful beauty that gives you hope for the future at the same time as their bladed components intimidate with their sheer size. And the small town courthouse squares make you appreciate a style of living that we seldom experience anymore.
Was it hard to ride for that long? Yes. Was it tiring? Yes. Would we do it again? We sure would. We're already trying to decide where to go next.
We faced the open road, we stared down traffic, we survived Gary, Indiana, and we were still alert enough after the return ride to get in some moving immediately after we got home. Yes, we actually started moving my belongings to my new house before we even got to sleep.
Nobody ever said we were sane.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
First bar was before the 15 tooth front sprocket was installed and a lot of interstate riding at 70mph. Second bar is the first leg of our trip and the 15 tooth sprocket installed. Easy riding and probably a max of 55 mph. Third is where we hit some 60mph speed limits and a little rain. I need to find a rain jacket without a hood on it that acts like a parachute while riding. The last 3 are pretty much mixed drivng. 70 mpg average isn't all that bad considering the bike is legal for interstate use.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
So we haven't.
But we have been eating meat from Poeta's, the little neighborhood Italian grocery store/butcher shop just down from Ray's parents in Highwood. Right now there is some fresh sausage cooking on the grill outside. I cut it from a 3 pound rope of sausage. Not appealing to look at, but desirable for its freshness. And Monday we had some thick T-bones that I personally grilled up in the back yard. Tasty, tasty.
Dinner time awaits. Tomorrow the open road calls again. We're eyeing Accuweather carefully, but we're ready.