August 24th, 2019 . That day I took out my favorite 500 with a freshened 550 engine around the block (7 miles) Then took out my favorite 650 around the same block . Brought them home and drained the fuel out of them and parked them in line with all the others. Multiple surgeries were to follow and if you don't know how long it will be till you can ride again....well there's just no sense in letting fuel gum up in those carbs.
Last week I refueled , reconnected freshly charged batteries , pushed them out into the daylight and fired them up on the kickstands. I'm not allowed to be on any motorcycle until I get the surgeon's OK later on this month. So to be sure I wouldn't sneak off on one , imagine that, the very idea of just sneaking off on one against doctor's orders, I didn't renew my insurance or pay for the tags this season until I get the news just to be sure it wouldn't.... and it better be good news or, or, or else I'll just go riding anyways no matter what . It's been a long, hot F'in summer without a ride, especially after being cooped up with the ones I love 24 hours day, day after day, for months on end. I tell ya, a man has to know his limits, and I've been hanging on to the end of this rope for a long time now. Hoping for good news.