Morning comes slow with some time lost in the night. Wake up early, listen to late night am radio, Coast-to-Coast with George Noory, UFOs and breathless weirdo’s on a phone. Make coffee. It’s dark but I pull on my gear. I’ve kissed my wife, looked in on the boy and pushed the dog back in the house so he won’t bark later and wake the neighbors. Tuck the last items in the tightening space on the bike. Radio, cell, homemade ADV banner for the Pikes Peak Hill Climb I hope to watch. Maybe the few inmates that are racing up the Peak will see it in their charge up the hill. Never been to that event, hope I make it. The bike seems loud in the garage. The EFI makes the Pig settle to a fast idle, faster than with carbs. The EFI is good in the mountains though, excellent in fact. I want to ride two days and camp the third night, in the front range of Colorado. Go.
I ain't a going without my hog, my gun, my whisky and my Bible.
Greenflyfarmer screwed with this post 07-11-2010 at 07:33 PM