10am: Sunday Morning:
Was a sunny humid 86 degrees when I left the house for the 2+ hour ride to Mt Mitchell and back via the BRPW.. Not too bad for this time of the year...The "S" was running wonderfully...Started instantly and settled into a smooth 1000rpm idle. Wore full-perfed leathers and it didnít feel bad while I was moving. For whatever reason there wasnít many cages up on the parkway so I just picked my speed and enjoyed a leisurely ride. Itís the kind of day where you just smile at how lucky you are... when all things just seem... "as good as it gets." The bike soars by the few obstacles (read: Harleys) effortlessly.. itís shifting smoothly.. the power is godlike.. I LOVE this bike!!
Got up to the 6000+ altitude and it was down right nippy.. cloudy, windy 62 degrees. They say that due to the altitude there are less than a dozen days a year when you can actually see through the clouds for a full view of the surrounding area. Wish I had worn a long sleeve shirt underneath but still canít complain. I chit chat with some fellow cyclists until the cold wind is too much for my pussy sensibilities before heading back.
About Ĺ way back the software prob reared itís ugly head.. Could NOT be smooth on the throttle. I microtesimally roll off the throttle and it feels like I turned the key off.. To counter I could ever so slightly roll the throttle on and my head jerks back due to the instant acceleration... no middle ground.. either totally off.. or all the way on..with only a razors edge transition from one to the other...No coasting.. On or off. Iím sure somebody following me would think I had some sort of "palsy". I ride this way for 20 miles. I get to the bottom of the mountain to a stoplight and the bike is sputtering, idle is at 1500 and bouncing from 800 back up to 15.. F#@&! I take off and for the remainder of the ride home, when I pull the clutch in to shift.. the rpms donít die down so itís like Iím speed shifting... Geeezz.. I get home and Iím cussing how shitty the bike is and wanting to beeatch slap a German for putting these on the market with these problems. I HATE this bike!
I take a nap...
6PM: Sunday Late day/
One good thing about living in the eastern time zone is that it doesnít get dark until almost 9pm. Felt refreshed after my midday nap and getting a few things done around the house so I thought Iíd head back up on the parkway .. South this time to Mt Pisqua.. about 50 miles there are back. Itís cooled down a bit.. 80 degrees at the house and as Mt Pisqua is only at 3000+ ft altitude.. it should be a nice ride. I put my perfed leathers back on.. The "S" is running perfectly...Started instantly and settled into a smooth 1000rpm idle. The probs earlier in the day had vanished like a bad dream.. The sun is at 3 oclock in the sky.. the wind alternates from cool to warm like an ocean breeze. The bike is effortlessly carving curves where the RS would have had me working. I LOVE this bike!!
I get up there and chit chat with the other motorcyclists that have decided to make one last ride of the day. I eat a sandwich Iíve brought with me.. sit on a hillside and gaze upon natures beauty for a full hour. Itís the kind of day where you just smile at how lucky you are... when all things just seem... "as good as it gets."
At about 5 miles from my house on the way back.. guess what rears itís ugly little head? Yep.....It's almost unrideable the rest of the way home. Damn! I HATE this bike!
.. but.. tomorrow will be another day.