We had a snow squall yesterday. Forty degrees and relentless wind.
I put the bike on the charger over the weekend. It started on the first try. A little backfire. Some white smoke. Then the familiar click that reminds me that I am an airhead.
There are things that need to be done. Oil change. Clutch cable. Break adjustment. Lube the spline.
I love my bike. I miss the road.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
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I know I'm going to regret saying this, but it seems winter has finally let go of us in Oregon!
Hang in there.
At the time you wrote this, I was seriously jonesing for my bike too. Finally, I broght him home April 12 and I haven't been happier in a long time!
We've had some good riding weather here lately. The awakening of a bike firing up is a beautiful sound. May your ride season be safe, transforming and full of new discoveries. Peace
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