Well what a great weekend it was! The weather has been nice since mid last week, and I started thinking about riding the 200 miles to my Ma's place. My little sister was flying down from Brisbane, and as we hadn't seen each other in well over a year, she was keen to see me. Only problem is, due to the side effects of these new drugs I've been on the last couple of weeks, driving my big fancy SUV with it's big comfy leather seats wouldn't be good, because once I got comfortable, I could fall asleep, which isn't a great thing to do @ 70 MPH.
Riding a bike is a much better idea. Bike riding demands more concentration, is way less comfortable, and the constant blast of air (not to mention, bugs, rocks, birds, rubbish thrown from cars and trucks, and larger wildlife entering your personal space) tends to keep you awake and alert. I do sadly know of one young guy who did apparently fall asleep at the end of a double shift and hit a very large tree in the middle of the night after a double shift at work and was killed a few years ago (I worked with his dad who was heartbroken) but I can't ever remember a time when I felt like nodding off while riding a bike.
I initially thought about taking the Rocket III, but I was fairly confidant after a couple of 100+ milers that the K2 might survive the 400 miles round trip? I'd done an oil and filter change on Wednesday, as well as lubed the chain and replaced the throttle cables (what a revelation!) and bought a "shoulder satchel" (Man bag?) to throw a change of clothes in, which of course didn't arrive on time. Oh well, the decision was made, the K2 bitsa was about to embark on it's longest ride since I built it, almost 4 years ago.
I went hunting through the garage for a bag of some description but came up empty. I've seen lots of "Noob" long distance riders wearing heavy backpacks, but that's a recipe for disaster, so I eventually found some straps and some elastic strap and tied the backpack onto the seat. I also found a sheepskin seat cover that I think came with my BMW R1100GS, which turned out to be a good fit on the Honda seat. If you guys have never used a sheepskin seat cover, get one, they keep your butt warm on cold days, and stop your privates from sweating on a hot day. They're worth their weight in beer.
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I purposely left around 1pm to be at My Ma's place around 4.30-5.00 after dropping in to see my mate Pete, as he has never seen the bike actually run, or ridden it. I filled it with 98 RON Shell fuel, kicked the tyres to ensure they were running the optimum tyre pressure, and checked my bag was still secure. All good. I decided I'd take a break halfway and refuel the bike, and once I got out of the city traffic and onto the freeway, I was happy that the K2 was just happily humming along with oil pressure never dropping below 50 psi. I stopped at the 180 Km and when I filled it up (with 95 RON this time, a lot of the country gas stations don't seem to sell 98?) I was happy that I was getting 48 MPG. Can't complain about that. I took off again, and around 40 miles from home got off the freeway and onto one of my favourite backroads, and stopped to take a piss, and a pic of the old scoot.
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I continued on and was surprised that it was just starting to get a little dark. I don't think I've ever ridden the bike with the lights on because up until now I haven't had an engine that I'd trust to ride into the night. I was happy though that when I put the light on, nothing bad happened, the Marchall headlight is a beaut, and I rolled into the driveway at Pete's place. Pete is usually pretty critical, but he loved it. He's noticed that my front left blinker lens was just hanging by one screw that had had wound out, which pissed me off a bit as I'd bought them new from Yamiya 4 years ago and hadn't touched them so they just hadn't been tightened in the factory. Pete had a box of Honda blinkers so we found a screw of the correct OD and pitch and ground it down to the correct length, and we checked all the other screws, but they were all tight. Peter took it for a ride and was almost tearing up at how much he loved riding a CB750, 20+ years after he owned his last one. I wouldn't be surprised if he gets another one.
I took off down to my Ma's house, and was happy that my little sister had ordered takeout chinese for dinner. My oldest sister had threatened to roast a chicken and make a salad, but my little sister talked her out of it, and I was happy, my big sis is a terrible cook, and anyway, I love Chinese food. I jumped in my Ma's old Subaru car that I gave her a few years ago and drove to the booze shop and was horrified that they didn't sell Ginger Joe any more, but had a (barely) acceptable product called "Ginger Kidd" which was even more expensive than GJ, but what the heck, I was thirsty, so I bought a four pack, plus a bottle of wine for the ladies.
The food was great, the booze flowed, and we all had a good night. My Ma has had "Bidet" toilet seats installed in both bathrooms, and I must admit, I was impressed by the heated seats, and the jet of warm water aimed so accurately, I know guys in the Army who can't shoot that straight! Anyhoo, I wobbled off to bed at around 11pm, took all my drugs, and hit the sack.
I woke up around 4 am and couldn't get back to sleep, which pissed me off, so I thought about the 970 engine I'm gonna be building soon, and what sort of bike I'll build around it. I got up up at 7am, and started packing my bike after first checking my tyre pressures, with the toes of my steel capped boots. They were perfect.
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It wasn't wet but it was cool, so I put on a thermal top, my old Army tank wet weather overpants and my wet weather jacket, just to keep out the cold until it warmed up some. I'm glad I did too, as it was chilly at 8am as I rolled out the gate.
My little sis wanted a pic so my 92 year old Ma mastered her Iphone and took it, but was too shy to have one taken with me.
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The ride back was uneventful. I filled the bike again, then rode for 90 minutes before I stopped for breakfast at McDonalds. I parked it as close to where I was sitting as I had my laptop etc in my bag, but the only attention I got was positive, from a young guy who told me he absolutely loved it, and I watched a couple of guys my age walk over to it and I could see them discussing it. One looked up and saw me and yelled out "Beautiful bike mate!" and gave me the thumbs up.
I rode on for another hour and stopped for fuel, this time I could buy 98 RON, and used their rest room. The bike was noticeably "peppier" with the 98, so obviously that's what I'll keep putting in it from now on. I got home around midday and the sun was out and I had to strip back to a pair of shorts and a T shirt. I was very thirsty though, so I had a Ginger Joe first.
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So, the bike went beautifully, and the only casualty was a fork seal, both fork gaiters and a blinker screw.
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I'll drop the forks out and replace the seals and clean all the crud off the legs, the left disc, and the engine, and I might even give the bike a wash, maybe for the first time? Anyway, the weather was great, so I cleaned, etch primed and painted the top engine case of the horrible K2 and cooked it in the oven for an hour @ 100 deg C. I'll start reassembling the bottom end tomorrow. All in all, a good weekend!
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