Okey Dokey. So I got out of Dodge before the wife could chain me to the mower and headed north, then east, into the hills. 'Twas a magnificent day, somewhere in the 80's, and lots of bikes out on the road, luckily for me, most were going the other way. I cruised along at only 2-3000 RPM, (60-75 MPH) for the most part, not rushing, just enjoying the day.
I did around 130 miles before stopping at my local RSL (Returned and Servicemens League) club to wash the dust outta my maff, and to lose a few bucks on the poker machines therein. I got home in daylight (we start daylight saving tomorrow) and gave my youngest boy a hand to replace a leaking radiator hose on his car. Cheers, Terry.