This weekend I took the longest motorcycle ride I've ever taken. It was to my girlfriend's parents' place on Marco Island, 270 miles from my house.
I did this to see if I could, and out of curiosity to see if my engine would destroy itself on the freeway like happened the last time I took a bike on the freeway for more than an hour.
Observations:
60 degrees at night at 80mph becomes damn cold on a bike after a while. Regular gloves aren't enough.
Your hands will go numb on a Hawk. I was practicing my left hand throttle technique every 5-10 minutes the whole ride because my right hand kept going to sleep on me.
You have to ride with your face down at gauge level to avoid the wind. This sucks. Sitting remotely upright puts you in a very pervasive wind blast you don't to be a party to. A fairing or windshield would have been very nice.
It's a damn good thing I took an improvised toolkit, because I needed everything I brought.
On the ride home my bike broke down twice. The first time was in thick I-75/4 interchange traffic because of a trailer accident. I saw this guy on a bike on the side of the road and stopped to help. He'd just dumped it after a cager told him to do a wheelie, and he did, lighting up the rear then grabbing traction, 12 o'clocking it by accident, and cracking the clutch cover. He was fine and just waiting for a truck to come get him.
I went back to my bike, and it wouldn't start or even turn on any lights. That sucks. Ten minutes after jiggling wires I got it to light up. A few miles later, it died on me. Half an hour of tearing the bike apart electrically I found a loose wire just below and ahead of the starter solenoid.
At this point I was late to be getting back to shoot a basketball game and had to go 90mph for an hour straight.
This put the revs in the 6,300rpm range or so. By the time I got back, it had a light ticking sound coming from the front cylinder. That sucks ass, and is reminiscent of what happened the last time I rode on the freeway.
Discuss.
I did this to see if I could, and out of curiosity to see if my engine would destroy itself on the freeway like happened the last time I took a bike on the freeway for more than an hour.
Observations:
60 degrees at night at 80mph becomes damn cold on a bike after a while. Regular gloves aren't enough.
Your hands will go numb on a Hawk. I was practicing my left hand throttle technique every 5-10 minutes the whole ride because my right hand kept going to sleep on me.
You have to ride with your face down at gauge level to avoid the wind. This sucks. Sitting remotely upright puts you in a very pervasive wind blast you don't to be a party to. A fairing or windshield would have been very nice.
It's a damn good thing I took an improvised toolkit, because I needed everything I brought.
On the ride home my bike broke down twice. The first time was in thick I-75/4 interchange traffic because of a trailer accident. I saw this guy on a bike on the side of the road and stopped to help. He'd just dumped it after a cager told him to do a wheelie, and he did, lighting up the rear then grabbing traction, 12 o'clocking it by accident, and cracking the clutch cover. He was fine and just waiting for a truck to come get him.
I went back to my bike, and it wouldn't start or even turn on any lights. That sucks. Ten minutes after jiggling wires I got it to light up. A few miles later, it died on me. Half an hour of tearing the bike apart electrically I found a loose wire just below and ahead of the starter solenoid.
At this point I was late to be getting back to shoot a basketball game and had to go 90mph for an hour straight.
This put the revs in the 6,300rpm range or so. By the time I got back, it had a light ticking sound coming from the front cylinder. That sucks ass, and is reminiscent of what happened the last time I rode on the freeway.
Discuss.
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