The bike is back from winter storage

I was all geared up to pick up the bike last Saturday but rain and plus 3 degrees celsius convinced me otherwise. I got to pick it up last night. No rain, warm enough, and just enough gas to get me home without the low fuel warning light illuminating. Of course there is NO shortage of rain today, also some planned for Sunday, what will be my first H.O.G. (Harley Owner's Group) get together. When I was in my late teens/early twenties - there was NO weather I wouldn't motorcycle in, including snow. I am much more picky nowadays. I am not keen on rain. So - wish me luck on Sunday. I would really like to putter around on the Quebec side with a bunch of Harley enthusiasts. It sounds like fun, and the breakfast at the river club looks good too. Good food & good company ... all I need is some luck with the weather.

With the recent leap in fuel prices, I don't think I'll have any trouble putting over $20 in the tank. My bike requires premium fuel. We will see just how much of a premium that is this summer.

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Born to be mild

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