Well, it’s been nine days since I made an entry, here, thanks to the press of other business. I suppose I should catch everyone up.
After dropping the bike, then having to wait a few days to heal up a bit before getting back on, I found that I was… Continue reading
My arm felt well enough to ride the bike today. It still twinges a little bit when I twist my wrist in a certain way, but other than that, I can grip the clutch level with no problem, and steer the bike properly. It felt great to take the bike… Continue reading
My wrist is in a brace still from my fall Friday, so I had to drive the truck to work today.
I can’t wait to get back on the bike and ride. Once you get bitten by this motorcycle bug, it really grabs ahold of you.
Well, I guess it had to happen sometime. I dropped the bike, and sprained my wrist in the process.
I was in a parking lot–again–and was turning into a parking space at a very slow speed. Too slow, i guess, because, without any warning, the bike just low-sided me. My… Continue reading
Actually, it’s 1,124 miles. This weekend, I took the bike in for it’s 1,000-mile service. It only took me 20 days to rack up those miles, even though I’ve really only taken the bike to work and back. Putting those miles on the bike, by the way, only cost about… Continue reading
You know, it’s the slow stuff that’s dangerous. Making a turn from a standing start at a stoplight, that kind of stuff.
On a bike, the faster you’re moving–within reason, of course–the easier it is to throw the bike around. A bike moving at speed doesn’t want to fall. relatively… Continue reading
Someday, in the not-too-distant future, this will be the Ex-1200C Sportster blog. because I am getting a big twin. In fact, I’m getting a Road King. I don’t know when, exactly, but I’m getting one.
I have a cunning plan.
Actually, it’s a blindingly obvious plan. I’m going to throw… Continue reading
Today was a (almost) a bad day, and a good day.
First, the (almost) bad. I almost dumped the bike today. It happened at the worst place possible: the parking lot of the Harley dealership. I went down to San Diego Harley because my luggage bag broke one of the… Continue reading
What is it about people who ride sport bikes? Why all the showboating? Am I supposed to be impressed? As I was riding to work this morning on the 395, doing about 60–the speed limit is 55–a guy on a sport bike just zips past me doing God only knows… Continue reading
It’s been more than a week of daily riding, and I’m finally starting to get comfortable on the bike. I’m still doing a lot of self-critique of my technique, but the bad really is outweighed by the good in terms of getting familiar.
I’m still feeling out turning, though. I… Continue reading
Now that I have more than 500 miles on my Sporty, I’ve started to let the Dogs of War slip out a little bit. I took her over 60MPH for the first time today.
On the way to work, I kept taking her up to 65MPH, then dropping the throttle… Continue reading
I went to the dealership this afternoon after work. I looked at a lot of bikes. And when I did, I realized that, for the money, the 1200C is really all the bike I need. I’m not gonna make highway trips. I’m really only going to use it around town,… Continue reading
I love my sporty, but when I went into the dealership today for a quick trip, I took another look at the Dynas. Man, the more I think about it, the more I wish I’d bought one. Or, more precisely, wish I could’ve bought one. I had enough money to… Continue reading
So, I’m driving through Temecula, CA, today, going to my mom’s house to celebrate my grandmother’s 89th birthday.
Since I got the bike on Monday, I’ve put about 450 miles on it, so I’m about halfway through the break-in period.
I stop at a light, and a guy in a… Continue reading
Well, I rode up to my Mom’s house in Menifee, and surprisingly, she didn’t freak out about the bike. Oh, she wasn’t happy, to be sure, but I guess she figures she can’t really do anything about it. Which she can’t. So there’s no need to have a cow.