I finally got out on the bike after a long winter. I just had to get in a ride because it was such a beautiful evening tonight. i rolled the bike out to the curb and started it up. It was really thrilling to hear that motor leap to life and know I was going to jump on and take a ride. I swear this never gets old. As much as I always wanted a sportbike, I would have guessed that my enthusiasm would have dwindled pretty much after 4 years. No way. As I walked back to the garage to get my helmet I turned and looked at the bike standing at the side of the street. The vinyl applied to the fins is untrimmed and raggy looking and I haven't gotten the lowers or the belly pan on yet. Still, I just had to stop and smile and shake my head. It has been so long since I looked at the 14 all ready to be ridden. It has been sitting up on stands, defaired most of the winter with a dust cover over it---or with pieces taken off or hanging off half dismantled everywhere. "DAMN<" I thought to myself, "that thing is SO FREAGIN'cool!" It looks so mean and so mysterious sitting there idling. I got on and rode after 4 months and for the first Spring since I bought the bike in March of 08, it felt like I had been on the bike all my life. There was no period of getting reacquainted. No hesitation. It feels like the bike is a part of me now. I just went for a 40 mile ride, just around the town, on the expressway, through the neighborhood. Nothing remarkable to report but what a great feeling to just be on the bike and ride again. Best money I ever spent in my life. I sincerely doubt I will ever be as happy or proud of any other belonging I am blessed to acquire for the rest of my days.
Here's to a great season of riding everyone!
* Last updated by: Rook on 4/10/2011 @ 9:45 PM *