Riding into Charlotte this
morning was a beautiful yet eerie experience. Fog rolled across the tarmac in gossamar strands, giving the illusion of rolling on through the clouds. I am still sitting in wonder at a local McD's reminiscing about that awesome experience. As the sun rises into the sky, the fog
Is slowly dissipating.

I imagine work today will be fraught with excitement and non-stop action as I do my part to save the world from it's own excesses. But a big part of me wishes to be back on the road, the brisk morning air whipping at my jacket, pushing it's way past protective barriers, sneaking in under my helmet. Giving the biker salute to other passing motorcyclists. It's a shame that those riding in square prisons don't give the occasional wave to other inmates, trapped behing glass and steel, moving ever onward to fulfill whatever destinies lie in wait.
Enogh waxing poetic, I suppose. Off to work I go...

Hi-ho.

Cold Weather starting and Viragoking

I can't tell you how ecstatic I was when my bike started right up these last few nights. The temperature has dropped significantly in the last couple days. With just the slightest nudge of the choke, the bike fires up with a blip of the throttle. It's important to have the setting correct because too much choke and it doesn't start well at all, likewise not enough. I find that setting it to just before the E on the word choke is just right. However, if I run the bike too long with the choke on, the bike will stall out, a frightening occurrence at 70mph. So, once the bike is warm, I make sure the choke is off.

I plan to clean the bike up today, polish the chrome and wax the parts that need waxin'. It's nice out, even if the weather is in the low 70's. Great riding weather (which will come either before the cleaning or after...)

I found a set of coils on ebay for 9.99 recently for my friend Viragoking. He had a bad run in with another so called "bike mechanic" who apparently didn't do all he said he did on VK's bike. Needless to say, the coils fixed the problem, and, according to VK, the bike fires right up. In fact, yesterday he called me from Dimondale on his bike, ecstatic about how his bike was running. I wish him safe running, and look forward to a ride with him soon.

It's nice to be able to help someone out and get their bike running properly. Of course, he did almost all of the work, and I can only imagine the restoration he is going to undertake on his bike. With some polishing and paint, that bike is going to rock.

I'm still wavering on the handlebar idea. I like the look of the one I picked out, but the re-wire has me a bit worried. I'm sure I'll work it out.

If all goes well, I'll have some pics of my trip. I was hoping VK would be able to join me, but alas, I believe he is working today. Speaking of that, I am working tomorrow, and if the weather holds, I'll be riding my bike out to Charlotte again. It only took me about 25 minutes to get out there last time. I need to remember to bring that socket with me so I can return it to MaxExplosion. I haven't heard anything out of him in a while, and even kidded him a bit about buying his bike.