Today was the day. The Sun is out, and according to the meteorologists this is the first day of Spring.
Roads are covered in salt - where the sun has warmed the tarmac, there's white dust that comes up in clouds from your tyres, while in the shade there's a covering of damp slime. But went on-line and bought some road tax for the Bullet. So no more excuses - time to go for a proper ride. We'll head to the filling station, and we'll take the long route to get there. You dare-devil!
Thus far, two or three exploratory rides up and down the lane but this will mean tackling proper roads and proper traffic. And we'll be too far from the house to push the bike home if it sulks for any reason.
Wow, it's like your first time all over again. Riding a bike that is. Concentrate on right-foot, one-up & three-down. Left foot to brake, please. But by the time we're running on country roads in top gear with an indicated 80 kph, it feels just great bop, bop, bopping along. Filled the tank - bigger than I thought, or is that the soaring price of petrol?
After this, couple of small adjustments. Took a craft knife to the nylon wheel inside the throttle grip - wasn't sure it was letting the throttle shut all the way. After cutting some more away (already had to modify it to fit inside the new switchgear) there was the satisfying click of the slide going all the way down.
Of course, had to wash the bike, rinse with loads of water, try to remove the salt.
17 kilometres, which I make to be just over ten miles. But an adventure.
Roads are covered in salt - where the sun has warmed the tarmac, there's white dust that comes up in clouds from your tyres, while in the shade there's a covering of damp slime. But went on-line and bought some road tax for the Bullet. So no more excuses - time to go for a proper ride. We'll head to the filling station, and we'll take the long route to get there. You dare-devil!
Thus far, two or three exploratory rides up and down the lane but this will mean tackling proper roads and proper traffic. And we'll be too far from the house to push the bike home if it sulks for any reason.
Wow, it's like your first time all over again. Riding a bike that is. Concentrate on right-foot, one-up & three-down. Left foot to brake, please. But by the time we're running on country roads in top gear with an indicated 80 kph, it feels just great bop, bop, bopping along. Filled the tank - bigger than I thought, or is that the soaring price of petrol?
After this, couple of small adjustments. Took a craft knife to the nylon wheel inside the throttle grip - wasn't sure it was letting the throttle shut all the way. After cutting some more away (already had to modify it to fit inside the new switchgear) there was the satisfying click of the slide going all the way down.
Of course, had to wash the bike, rinse with loads of water, try to remove the salt.
17 kilometres, which I make to be just over ten miles. But an adventure.