Hey Moralem, guess the powers that be moved this post. Guess if I had wanted it here I'd have put it. I can read. But that's ok, I put it there because I told some of the club members that ride one of the impoverished bikes that's where it would be. Who cares.
Thanks for the comments on the ride report and the age thingy. Well I'm still clicking them miles off. Retirement ain't what's it's cracked up to be, I told some the other day... it's way better. I got time to ride, work on the bikes and have fun. The estimated age on the other two guys is, Reid is about 55 and Kenny is 53. Just kids and I had to just keep prodding them along
Joking about that of course, both run rather briskly as I mostly do.
My Camel ( neat handle ) I'm to far gone to make some neat sh..t like that up
Thanks for the encouraging words. Amazing, what? I think that's what the lady called me the other day when she didn't see me and I hit the horn on the LT right by her door. I thought she was going to drop her Frosty. Mostly I grunt and groan like other older folks when I'm getting up from the chair but when they prop me up on the LT and get it all cranked up and pointed off somewhere in the distance, I usually do right good.
Coming back from The Shack By The Track BBQ place in St. George, GA a couple of weeks back, I was leading a group of 4 when two guys on Concours 14's came by us and scared the crap out of me. I just wasn't looking the mirrors and we were running along through the pines and palmettos at about 65 and they just flashed by. I just sat there and stewed over that. We were all full of BBQ and Ice Cream and here came those two and I almost had an upset stomach now.
By then they were up at least a half mile or so up the road but I could see them. So like a good red blooded American I nailed it and held it and watched the Garmin 650 climb. They got bigger and bigger and then I passed them and left them on a straight getting smaller and smaller. Shortly I saw the turn at Fargo, Ga was coming up and I backed off and waited for my group to get there. While sitting I looked at the page on the GPS and it said the top speed was 123mph.
Now I have never ridden the '99 LT that fast or this '07 LT that fast before. Where we were is in the deep woods just above the Okefenokee Swamp on a good marked straight road that mostly takes log trucks to the two mills over that way and nothing was moving on Saturday afternoon. So I went a little crazy. Fun once in a great while but for those that are shaking their heads, I apologize and promise not to do that again.
I'm too old to have the Forrest Rangers out sifting through the palmettos looking for parts.