Random Thoughts

I wished I could sum up why I ride.  I cant.   Today I think I got closer to why, and I think its one of the greatest things about riding:  Its the surprises.   I always seem to find an answer to a problem on a ride, or not seem to care about the problem itself, which is such a needed break from reality sometimes.   This last week ive been focused on work, what I need to do, and how I needed to improve my work.   Its been in my head all week, and I think I did that.   My head was full of everything but riding, even though I havent driven my truck for about 3 months.

Tonight was a BACA meeting in hurricane, so after work I jetted out on the freeway to go do my duty for BACA, and all of a sudden it happened:  The ride took over.   It did indeed surprise me, on a short 5 mile stretch of 1-15 where I could feel my bike’s horsepower loving stretching its legs.   the wind, the music, the feeling of seeing everything around me and being a part of it.   Its the surprise.    I love the suprise.   Im addicted yet again.

Nothing going on.  Summer is ending and I’m sitting home watching the kids while Mrs Zip is up helping my mom.     I need to go ride.  Going to the post office or down the the grocery store doesnt count, although I did take my youngest to school and picked her up on the fat boy, and she felt pretty cool about that.

RIDING IS LIKE PIECING TOGETHER THE PUZZLES OF LIFE, AND LIKING THE ANSWERS.

I said that on a forum the other day, and I think it sums up exactly why I like riding.   Its why I ride I think.

The tour pak came in yesterday.   Its on the bike, and its killer.    The last few weeks ive been selling crap on ebay and buying things for the bike, including:  The tour pak, tour pak liner, tour pak lid organizer, front saddlebag bars with storage and water bottles, new panoptx dark glasses, and a new helmet.

The rest of the money im gonna go riding with tomorrow.   I havent been to tonopah nevada for 20 or more years, so tomorrow ill head out.   Camping for 10 bucks, ill ride and eat cheap.    Hopefully I can do my blog from my tent tomorrow night.   Its 300 miles to Tonopah, im going to try and head out around 3.

Erik got ink, so I had to too.

I fixed my tat today.  Happy with the way it turned out.

In 1990 when Harley was struggling to bring their company name back and sell motorcycles again, they introduced the fatboy.   They wont publicly admit this, but the japanese we’re kicking their ass and rumor has it they named the fatboy after the 2 atomic bombs that were dropped on japan:  Fat Man, and Little Boy.

Ive got a new member of the family.

2006 Fatboy.   In the garage.  Has a windshield, but this bike isnt for touring, its for bombing (hah, get it?) around town.   Its not mine officially untill monday, and a few things have to happen but if they do (and they look like they will, the fatboy is gonna have a home in the garage and on the road.

Its a nice driving bike.  Low to the ground, and the straightbars are comfortable.   Im a bagger at heart, but you can never have too many bikes, and hopefully this will help keep the ol’ road rage from getting too many miles on it.

Im pretty pumped.