Neanderpundit

better and better as I ride it more. Or maybe I’m just learning more. Rode it out of the neighborhood and on “real” roads for the first time. A little nervously. But I was riding. I have to force myself to ride more, do more, go more places. And this winter, I’m gonna rebuild this bastard ground up. Next summer I’m gonna USE the bike.

Looks like it gets 60 mpg, too. Be good for the range. Can you see me coming back from the slough, muzzleloader taped to the bars, deer draped across the back fender? or riding with a saddle scabbard screwed to the left side cover?

except when you don’t need to.

Thought I might sleep in today, as for the first time in ages, I have nothing to do today. Oh, I need to service the honda, oil and transmission fluid change, see what’s wrong wiht the fan in the bedroom, mow if it dries up enough, but for the most part, it’s a lazy day. So why am I up at six? It’s a mystery. You couldn’t pry me out of bed at six on a weekday (though I have to pry myself) but on weekends I’m up and attem early as shit. Guess it’s because I don’t want to waste any of my OWN time in bed. Certainly, on a weekday, the desire to stay snuggled up next to the wife is strong.