On The Road Again

Since I was ten years old, I've had some kind of motorcycle. The last one I bought was in 1999, that's it in the picture above. The last time it was cranked was in 2008. Ever since then, it's been sitting in the basement collecting dust. Every time we pull in the garage, Sarah says, you need to sell that thing, which I responded with, I'm going to get that thing running again one day. She smirks.

Last month I finally decided it was time. Cleaned out the gas tank and carburetors, aired the tires up, redid the breaks, did a lot of cleaning and shining and now I'm back on the road again, on two wheels. 1984, Honda Nighthawk 650. Still looks pretty good for a 36 year old motorbike and it runs like a rocket.

I grew up in the era of Evil Knievel, Easy Rider and Then Came Bronson. All us kids grew up on motorcycles. We were fearless in those days or more like it, just stupid. To be honest, at 61, it's a little scarier on the road than it was when I was younger.

Don't plan to ride much but it's nice to have the option.

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11/5/20