I've been riding my bike out to HGB the last few days, enjoying the morning run. I've met some very cool people whom I never would have guessed rode motorcycles. There was a 70 year old lady who seemed pretty proud of her Harley Davidson Wideglide. I never would have guessed. There was another gentleman who rode a Honda goldwing and was wearing a Blessing of the Bikes tshirt. I plan to attend that next year. They have one in Hell, MI. Being able to discuss things like riding motorcycles with patients is very therapeutic. It puts them at ease, making what I have to do to them that much easier.
I only wish my gas tank were bigger. Having to fill up every hundred miles or so is a real pain. Then again, I suppose I could just run out of gas then push the thing to the gas station.
I think my plans for a road trip are out for this year. Money is a little tight, even though I am picking up extra... grr. Anyhow, nothing to be done about that.
I talked with VK today and he is still having trouble with his virago. I know he'll get it sorted out soon. I am going to help him out with tuning his bike in the next few days, using the color and carb tune.
Good times.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Eyes on the prize
I've been riding my bike pretty much everywhere, to work, running errands, you name it, I've probably been there on my bike. I ran out to MaxExplosion's home to return his socket I accidentally took home with me, and to check up on him. Although he's been slacking a bit on working on the bike, considering his situation, I suppose I can't blame him. The bike is covered under a tarp, so is at least out of the elements. He plans to get back to work on the bike soon.
I've been riding out old Lansing road rather than taking the highway to Charlotte, just because I'm not so interested in speed on the motorsickle, but rather enjoying the ride and the scenery. There are a few twisties to navigate, as well as 2 different motorcycle shops. I plan to stop in at them this coming week. I plan to ride my bike out to Charlotte as much as the weather will allow.
I took my bike to the movies recently and had to do some adept weaving to avoid people in cars (I refuse to use the word "cagers" in reference to those who drive cars.) to avoid winding up road kill. I am scared when I see the number of people eating, reading, texting and just generally not paying attention. I'm sorry to say it, ladies, but your gender is the most guilty. Stop messing about and pay attention to the road. As a motorcyclist, all of your attention has to be on the road, in front of you, behind, and both sides, as well as angles diagonally from you AT ALL TIMES. My head never stops moving as I look all around me, looking for possible dangers, calculating the angles of escape, the routes to travel if something were to go amiss. Why can't those in cars do the same?
Eyes on the prize, indeed.
I've been riding out old Lansing road rather than taking the highway to Charlotte, just because I'm not so interested in speed on the motorsickle, but rather enjoying the ride and the scenery. There are a few twisties to navigate, as well as 2 different motorcycle shops. I plan to stop in at them this coming week. I plan to ride my bike out to Charlotte as much as the weather will allow.
I took my bike to the movies recently and had to do some adept weaving to avoid people in cars (I refuse to use the word "cagers" in reference to those who drive cars.) to avoid winding up road kill. I am scared when I see the number of people eating, reading, texting and just generally not paying attention. I'm sorry to say it, ladies, but your gender is the most guilty. Stop messing about and pay attention to the road. As a motorcyclist, all of your attention has to be on the road, in front of you, behind, and both sides, as well as angles diagonally from you AT ALL TIMES. My head never stops moving as I look all around me, looking for possible dangers, calculating the angles of escape, the routes to travel if something were to go amiss. Why can't those in cars do the same?
Eyes on the prize, indeed.
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