Hurt my pride

but not the bike.

Today I did my first road trip on my new bike. The morning started out chilly but as the sun warmed the sky the day became pleasant.

I had a quasi route laid out but it was subject to change. I didn’t make my ultimate goal but that’s fine it was still a nice ride.
Ozello was my goal, about 50 miles north of me. If I took the main road it would have been an hour and 30 minute trip one way.
That wasn’t how I wanted to go. I took side roads, back roads, roads less traveled.
IT was wonderful, hardly any traffic, quiet, I could go as fast as I wanted or as slow as I wanted.

About 2 hours in I stopped for a cup of coffee and to stretch my legs. I had an idea of where I was but not specific.
I’m glad I had my GPS with me and my Kindle as I was able to pull up Google maps where I was>Form that location I could go east or west.

I choose west and headed for the Weeki Wachee and the Gulf.
There was a bit more traffic through there until I hit 19 and crossed over.
Then it was once again open winding roads, salt creeks and marsh land.

After finding a couple parks and taking some pictures I turned around and headed back.
As I was moving south something popped into my mind, of a road I used to travel many years ago.
There was a farm there that used to have some unusual animals.
It was not out of the way on the trip back so I decided to check it out.

Sure enough the farm was still there and so were the animals.
I pulled off on a road along side the farm and started taking pictures>
Getting back on my bike I pulled out on the main road road but pulled over again to take more pictures.

In my haste I left the key on and my GPS on.
When I got back on the bike it wouldn’t start.
The battery had run down.

Okay, no problem I thought, I was on the uphill side of a grade.

I’ll wake the bike across the road, get some momentum and jump start the engine.
A good plan.

When I got to the other side of the road there was some traffic coming so I moved off on the shoulder.

Now mind you I.m not on the bike, I’m pushing it.

The cars went past and I went to get on the bike and as I did I lost my balance.
I went down, the bike went down.
Now I suppose most would think this is terrible, and it was.
This was also a moment of truth for me, could I get the bike back up?

Thankfully I could with no problem.
What was even nicer was someone had come around the curve saw the bike down and stopped asking if I needed any help.

I already had the bake back up and was glad that I knew now that I could.
Getting on I rolled it down the grade, jump started it and off I went.

So other then my pride being a bit bruised, every thing was fine.
The trip went well, the bike handled well and was very comfortable to ride.
Looking forward to planning another trip soon, maybe a little further out next time.

Emu

Emu

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Water Buffalo and Emu

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Zebra

Christmas came early

For a little while I’ve been tooling around in my brain about getting a bigger bike. While my Rebel and I have been on some exciting trips together I have also come to realize that a little bike does have some limitations.
Of late I have even been commuting back and forth to work on it making the most of the weather we have been enjoying here.

The thought process I have been putting into what I want in a new bike is able to carry more stuff, bug enough to maybe take someone along with me, more power for longer trips, etc.

I had really thought of not doing anything until sometime next year, but I had already began doing my homework to see what I might want, what is available and of course cost.

It was in this research process that I found it.
The bike was clean, the engine size was just what I was looking for, the style was exactly what I wanted, low miles, and the bells and whistles I had on my list as well; windshield, engine bars, sissy bar, and saddle bags.

Even with all this I tried to put i tout of my mind, it wasn’t time, I wasn’t ready.
Then one day riding home from work I saw this bike up ahead of me, it looked sharp, made me take notice.
A red light hit and I had to stop, I pulled up along side the rider and said hi.
Asked him what bike that was, unbelievable but it was the same year, model, and make of bike I had come across.
He said he just bought it a few weeks ago and it was a great bike, best thing he ever bought.

At that point my wheels were turning, I went back online and the bike was still listed.
I ran the finances through my mind, it would work, it is doable.
Picking up the phone came the next hurdle, was it still for sale, it was
We worked to a time for me to go see it.
When I got there the bike was as good as the pictures he put up.

In the end we worked out an equitable deal and the bike now has a new home with me.
This morning it goes in for new tires and tomorrow I’ll be ready to ride.

I am now the proud owner of a 2001 Honda Shadow ACE Deluxe