Drove the Sploder on it’s first road trip today. Not a big trip, only a couple hundred miles.

But when you develop a relationship with a vehicle, when you lose it for a month odd, and you get it back… it’s like getting back on an old horse, one you know and knows you, and you fall into old patterns again.

She feels fine. She has more power than I remember but then who knows how long the pulley was failing. The exhaust guys also had some kind of trouble, which I think should be a simple enough repair (assuming they will, I think they will) It manifests itself in a small noise under load. All in all, miles better than before, and I feel ready for another 200,000 miles. She’s outside my window now as I write this from my suite in Ohio.

Yes, I do have an attachment to my vehicles. Even the van, now, has become one of the family and will be treated as such- so happens that the van will easily transport the motorcycle.