Well, I'm back. Almost 4,000 miles and 60 some odd hours in the saddle the last 10 days. Meandered up to the Curve Cowboy Reunion in Midway, UT. They say the scenery was beautiful.
I got a performance award right off the bat in Menard County, TX, not even 100 miles from my house. 80 in a 70. I really was doing 80 and the officer said that was too fast for a bike.
I pounded the ever loving shit out of the GT and it just kept asking for more. Laid over in corners, not daring to look down because your line would be missed and shifting when the the rev limiter was hit was pretty normal.
I chased Dean and Deb's daughter around on her GS. That little gal can ride and outride me, she did. I'd heard a GS would run with sport bikes and it certainly ran with my GT.
No problems with the bike at all, it was a dream and I learned new limits on it I wouldn't have by myself. It's amazing when the herd instinct kicks in and you blindly follow another thru a corner at, hell, who knows. It was FAST! I do know I was taking some killer sweepers on Highway 169 at 90 some odd.
There is on niggling leetle problem: I still have about an 8th of an inch of chicken strip. Sigh.