There are a few pieces of news I need to add to make future posts make more sense.

Tony bought a new bike a few months ago. He’s always had his eye on the Road King and finally got a really nice one. The handlebars were terrible and were replaced as quickly as possible. It’s black cherry (dark purple); I don’t think there are many colors that could beat that one.

I sold my Celica a couple of months ago. I spend so much time riding that the car generally doesn’t make sense anymore. There are times that having only one car in our house is kind of hard, but we generally manage to schedule around each other, so it’s been a mostly positive thing.

I traded the Super Glide for a 2006 Street Bob. Well, really, I am selling Dad his Super Glide back and bought the Street Bob. I bought it on a Monday last month. By Friday, it was making weird noises and we had to take it back to the dealer. I got it back two weeks later and within a week, it was acting up again (not noises, but the way it was running). It’s still at the dealer. By the time it’s all said and done, it’ll have a new stator and regulator (I couldn’t find a link for that one). It’s all part of the battery charging system, so basically, it wasn’t exactly something I could ignore. Latest news is that I’ll have it back (again) by the end of next week. In the meantime, I’ve been riding Tony’s R6.

I really need to get some good pictures of the bikes. School’s been crushing me, though, so it’ll be a while, I think.


Cold Ride

Earlier this year, Dad and I did a ride that I really enjoyed. He told me recently that they were going to do another ride, but this time, just for fun.

The ride this spring had much better weather. Today, it was cloudy and chilly. Actually, the temperatures would’ve been really nice if we were coming out of winter, but since it’s been in the 80s for the last several weeks, the fact that it was in the 50s this morning when we left was kind of shocking.

We met Dad in Ferncliff and rode the rest of the way together. Dad was on his Electra Glide, Tony on his new Road King, and I was riding Tony’s R6 (long story). Of course, since most of the bikes on the ride were Harleys, I got some ribbing. Mostly, nobody commented on it, though.

The route this time was Maidens to Lake Anna (the east side), then on to Waugh Harley Davidson in Orange. Once there, we hung out for a while.

As for the riding, I was a lot less comfortable this time than last. I don’t know if it was the weather (the cold makes me feel stiffer and that makes me less confident in handling the bike) or just my mindset. The corners on 522 may have been a bit more challenging earlier on in the ride (of course, I don’t even know if “warming up” on “easy” parts is helpful). At any rate, I felt like I was using more of the road to make my turns. I didn’t know the guy who was behind me, so I don’t really know how he felt about the amount of space I was using, but it made me self-conscious. The other thing that I considered was that it was the bike. I haven’t ridden the sport bike as much as I had the Super Glide, but it’s been my transportation for the last month or so

Tony and I headed home from Orange since it was closer from there than from the starting point. It was Tony’s first organized ride and he said he had fun, even though it was a little chilly (especially since he only has a mesh coat).

Virginia Beach

School has started, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have time for some fun.

This past weekend, Aunt Denise said she was going to Virginia Beach for the day and asked if I’d like to go along. I figured I had done enough homework that I’d be able to finish by the time it was due, so I went.

We got to Norfolk around 11:30 and had a good time at lunch with Amy and Vic. After lunch, we spent some time wandering around the NEX to do some shopping for Brandon. Amy had work at 1:00, so we went on with the rest of our day.

We spent some time taking care of some errands for Aunt Denise (taking care of someone’s apartment), but the rest of the day was for fun stuff. We walked down the strip, window shopping.

It didn’t take long for people to get bored with that, so Aunt Denise and I left everyone else to sit in the apartment, while we walked along the beach. We didn’t stay out for long, but it was long enough for my jeans to get soaked.

It was a good trip and I think we all had fun. And I managed to get some things done that I’d set out to do when I went down there, so I considered it a successful trip.

As usual, there are more pictures on Picasa (you can click on the picture and get there).