Dress Rehearsal March 1-2, 2008
Shake down cruise from Austin to Houston and back. Left Saturday night at 8:30 pm. Haven't ridden the Green Hornet since I can't remember. The night was chilly, got colder and then frigid. Had to stop and layer-up twice. 4.5 hours to go 175 miles. I must be getting old. No, I am old. I'm 60 fer-Christ's-sakes. Couldn't help thinking there must be an easier way to have fun.
I flirted with a Buell earlier Saturday. Rode one for 30 minutes. Now there is a spirited filly. Responsive, torquey, able to stand you on your head with stopping power. In comparison, the Hornet is like a steam locamotive. Big and sluggish, it changes gears with a resounding CLUNK. But I'm familiar with the system.
The return trip back to Austin was a little easier. I left in daylight for one thing, at 5:30 pm Sunday, weather was boisterous, leaden skies, threatening rain. I put on full rain gear and waterproofed my luggage in Katy, and of course, that insured it wouldn't rain. Discovered the rain parka does a hell of a job of keeping me warm. 3.5 hours for the return trip, same 175 miles. Sore butt. No country for old men?
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