Headed in to town to meet up with a bunch of locals for the weekly Tuesday evening ride, turns out they leave at 6:30, no 7pm :P Ahh well headed out for a solo ride 45 miles north as it is a great evening out. Pulled in to the local ice cream stop and chatted with a bunch of Harley riders and their spouses from a neighboring town to the north. They were asking about my wing, told em its an 84 and one of them says ta the other "Hey isn't that what Paul has sitting at home broken down" Yup apparently it is....
From what they know, bike needs stator, battery, tires and rear/right front brake repairs, and this poor soul does not do his own work so we are talkin a lot of dollars. So of course I suggested that maybe he would want to get rid of it cheap, yup they figger he would. So I await the phone call to see if I am going to acquire a donor for a trike project I have been planning for the Mrs, plus some spares for myself of course
Best part was, even the Mrs approves
so we sit with fingers crossed
Oh and the lil lesson, if you are going to wear a vest and t-shirt instead of a long sleeved coat, make sure your t-shirt sleeves fit real snug....... bee stings up around the armpit at 75mph are just not fun:P
Other than that, rode 90 miles, great weather mixed with some great conversation, even if I did miss the group of regulars here locally.