Yet another Cousin Eddie adventure unfolds.
A little background....(I think it's worth the read to set the stage)
Every year I use my work vacation to take a month off, usually the whole month of October. Every year I plan to do something enjoyable with my time off. Every year, fate intervenes and beats me out of that chance.
Last October we were buying another house and I was downsizing my shop and moving. Much hassle ensued. No vacation enjoyment was had. This makes like 11 years in a row that I didn't get to do anything fun during my month off. This makes Cousin Eddie grumpy. When Cousin Eddie is grumpy, he is real grumpy. Grizzly bear grumpy...
A couple of weeks ago I was at work and I texted my wife that this year it could all go to hell, this year I am going to have my vacation, even if I just have to get on my motorcycle and ride off for a month. We texted back and forth, her trying to soothe me. Then a couple of hours later it finally hits her and she texts me "what motorcycle?"...
I'm no stranger to motorcycles. I've had and restored a pile of them. But, I have been without one for a couple of years now, hence the "what motorcycle?" text.
When I got home from work the next day she sat me down and said, go get a motorcycle. When your vacation comes, I want you gone. Get on that thing and go away. Get lost. Get right with the world. Clear your head. Ride the grumpiness away. Answer to no one. Go any place you want to go. Take your phone, keep in touch.
So, that is the plan. Buy a scabby motorcycle, dirt cheap. Work on it until the fall to make it roadworthy. Take my tool bag. Go places. Maybe it will break down. Maybe it won't. Have an adventure. Worst case the bike fails in a spectacular fashion, I'll grab my stuff, abandon the motorcycle, catch an uber to the nearest airport and fly home, tail between my legs.
Now, to find the right motorcycle. Like mentioned above, I have had more than a few. Usually smaller and quirky. I have had Triumphs, Royal Enfields, old Yamahas. But, at heart I'm a Honda man. I love any and everything Honda. If Honda made a ball point pen, that's all I would write with. Hondas of any genre make me happy.
So, it only took a few days but I found my motorcycle sitting abandoned in a driveway. Old man bought it new, rode it 24k miles and died. His son inherited it and abandoned it in his driveway. I got it for scrap price.
Pics taken as it sat in the guy's driveway.
It's old. It was dirt cheap. It's a Honda. It was designed to go places far away. Seems like a good fit for what I'm looking for.
Let's get this party started.