Where did you ride today?
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Had some Michelin R GT 5 installed. My GF and I took her to the dragon. Got our pic taken with my now favorite bike. Can’t say enough how versatile the ST1300 is. We live about 40 miles away from the dragon.
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148 mile trip to the lake and back what a beautiful day
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it's my Goldwing, GSA, and Mighty ST 1300 all wrapped up in oneAre you pretending that's a Gold Wing???
I traveled over to Kamiah, ID for the COG Bun Cooler "Un-Rally. Like many events, the actual Bun Cooler rally was cancelled, but seven of us decided to show up anyway. We brought our own food for breakfast and dinner and only ate out for lunch in Elk City. We did a good job of staying away from each other...and I think were better able to do so, than when I've gone to the local store to go shopping.
Weather was good the whole way over. I could tell in places that it had rained hard earlier. Even though the pavement was dry, there were some puddles of water that had collected. And later, I hit some wet road surface, but I never got rained on.
Eastern Washington
Along the Clearwater River. Much of the trip and the ride on Saturday to Elk City was along this river. In Elk City, it is a stream. By the time it gets to Lewiston, ID, the Clearwater River is very good sized. It makes for a great ride because the road follows the river much of the way. Even with the rally cancelled, I wanted to go over and make this ride by myself.
Saturday, on the way up to Elk City.
Chris
Weather was good the whole way over. I could tell in places that it had rained hard earlier. Even though the pavement was dry, there were some puddles of water that had collected. And later, I hit some wet road surface, but I never got rained on.
Eastern Washington
Along the Clearwater River. Much of the trip and the ride on Saturday to Elk City was along this river. In Elk City, it is a stream. By the time it gets to Lewiston, ID, the Clearwater River is very good sized. It makes for a great ride because the road follows the river much of the way. Even with the rally cancelled, I wanted to go over and make this ride by myself.
Saturday, on the way up to Elk City.
Chris
It was a great weekend. 
Took a little ride around Santa Barbara and San Luis Obispo counties today on the Yamaha ST, I did 200 miles. Here is the only picture I took.
no nite time traffic during lock down, a great time to ride if the weather is warm enough for you and you're not afraid of the dark 
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Road 369 miles today around Santa Barbara, San Luis Obispo, and Monterey Counties. These are some great roads. Here are a few pictures.
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Not today, but Mon/Tue I rode from Tampa Bay to Northern Indiana, approx 580miles/day for the two days.
Trailer on the back kept the speed down, and using highways made some stretches boring, but a good ride nonetheless. First distance ride on the Goldwing with the Mustang seat on it. Suitably impressed.
Next stop is Green Bay on Saturday, but that's only a 260 mile, or so, run.
Trailer on the back kept the speed down, and using highways made some stretches boring, but a good ride nonetheless. First distance ride on the Goldwing with the Mustang seat on it. Suitably impressed.
Next stop is Green Bay on Saturday, but that's only a 260 mile, or so, run.
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Last Saturday I bough a set of SAE and metric box wrenches on Kijiji from a fellow in a city an hour and twenty minutes away. I gave my wife a convoluted reason why this made sense and she agreed I should take the bike to pick them up.
Recently I purchased a set of Lee Parks Sumo gloves and this was their maiden voyage. I told my wife that they needed to be broken in and this ride would be most beneficial. She agreed this made sense.
After picking up the wrenches and starting the ride home, I realized that I had not brought a charging cable for my phone. Not had I brought a paper map. I called my wife and told her of my predicament and she agreed that I should carefully make my way home.
Along the way, I had trouble initially going straight. The ST wanted to turn onto all sorts of roads with signs warning of many turns and twists for kilometres... It would turn left, but not right. It would turn right but not left. Frustrating.
Finally, after struggling for almost 2 hours, the horribly twisted road I was on came out on a modern, safe, 4 lane north bound highway. And I was just a few meter south of the toll highway heading west to my home. By this time the sun had set and I had the highway to my self. I came upon the new north south artery which would take me close to home, so I took the off ramp.
Little did I realize how fast the ST would want to take the off ramp and I was forced to lean the bike way over to safely negotiate the turn. And as I straightened the bike out, fighting it’s incredible desire turn this way and that, BAM! Fireworks, dead ahead of me. Spectacular they were, celebrating the Victoria Day long weekend. Distracting sure, but spectacular.
Why distracting? Because as I straightened the bike up and shifted into 3rd gear, I realized that the motor was winding up faster than I could track and would soonpass6000rpmandthenimshiftinganditsgoingevenfasterandhereistheofframpfortheroadthatleadstomyhouse, coming up WAY TOO FAST!
Why? Because something diabolical has taken over the bike, like one of those hackers that take over your modern car and forces you to listen to Montevani, not that there’s anything wrong with that...
Hard on the brakes, happy to have SS lines, fresh pads etc., I engage my internal Freddie Spencer, heel it over like a battleship turning hard against a oncoming torpedo and pull up hard at the light. Slowly, I join the evening traffic and reach my home, safe and sound.
Finally, after 3.5 hours and 300ish kilometres, I turn into my driveway, open the garage door and park this beast.
It was all I could do this morning to suit up and use the bike to pick up some pool pump parts in a town 30 minutes to the west. Interestingly enough, I used the highway to go to the source of the parts and had no real issues with the exception of the throttle winding up in 3rd gear as I passed a truckanditkeptgoungandgoingandgoingtill I was able to shift to 4th and then I was at the off ramp. Again, the bike heeled over like it had a mind of its own. Now feel I know what it’s like to have a boat roll out from under you...
Leaving my supplier, I attempted to retrace my steps but again the ST ignored me. An hour later, after traipsing around the area and following all sorts of bad roads, I was able to get it home and in the garage.
What a bad bike.
I’ll have to keep it though. I can’t have it on my conscience if I sold it to someone and they were forced to experience such dangerous acceleration and turns and braking. I couldn’t live with myself.
And Chrissy agrees. So I guess this is my figurative cross to bear.
Recently I purchased a set of Lee Parks Sumo gloves and this was their maiden voyage. I told my wife that they needed to be broken in and this ride would be most beneficial. She agreed this made sense.
After picking up the wrenches and starting the ride home, I realized that I had not brought a charging cable for my phone. Not had I brought a paper map. I called my wife and told her of my predicament and she agreed that I should carefully make my way home.
Along the way, I had trouble initially going straight. The ST wanted to turn onto all sorts of roads with signs warning of many turns and twists for kilometres... It would turn left, but not right. It would turn right but not left. Frustrating.
Finally, after struggling for almost 2 hours, the horribly twisted road I was on came out on a modern, safe, 4 lane north bound highway. And I was just a few meter south of the toll highway heading west to my home. By this time the sun had set and I had the highway to my self. I came upon the new north south artery which would take me close to home, so I took the off ramp.
Little did I realize how fast the ST would want to take the off ramp and I was forced to lean the bike way over to safely negotiate the turn. And as I straightened the bike out, fighting it’s incredible desire turn this way and that, BAM! Fireworks, dead ahead of me. Spectacular they were, celebrating the Victoria Day long weekend. Distracting sure, but spectacular.
Why distracting? Because as I straightened the bike up and shifted into 3rd gear, I realized that the motor was winding up faster than I could track and would soonpass6000rpmandthenimshiftinganditsgoingevenfasterandhereistheofframpfortheroadthatleadstomyhouse, coming up WAY TOO FAST!
Why? Because something diabolical has taken over the bike, like one of those hackers that take over your modern car and forces you to listen to Montevani, not that there’s anything wrong with that...
Hard on the brakes, happy to have SS lines, fresh pads etc., I engage my internal Freddie Spencer, heel it over like a battleship turning hard against a oncoming torpedo and pull up hard at the light. Slowly, I join the evening traffic and reach my home, safe and sound.
Finally, after 3.5 hours and 300ish kilometres, I turn into my driveway, open the garage door and park this beast.
It was all I could do this morning to suit up and use the bike to pick up some pool pump parts in a town 30 minutes to the west. Interestingly enough, I used the highway to go to the source of the parts and had no real issues with the exception of the throttle winding up in 3rd gear as I passed a truckanditkeptgoungandgoingandgoingtill I was able to shift to 4th and then I was at the off ramp. Again, the bike heeled over like it had a mind of its own. Now feel I know what it’s like to have a boat roll out from under you...
Leaving my supplier, I attempted to retrace my steps but again the ST ignored me. An hour later, after traipsing around the area and following all sorts of bad roads, I was able to get it home and in the garage.
What a bad bike.
I’ll have to keep it though. I can’t have it on my conscience if I sold it to someone and they were forced to experience such dangerous acceleration and turns and braking. I couldn’t live with myself.
And Chrissy agrees. So I guess this is my figurative cross to bear.
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Not far. Raining was a problem. Kept riding. If stopped n sun came out. A short one is all could muster then back to town. Hardly any traffic.
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Did a short 28 mile ride yesterday. the first ride in 6 weeks following my prostate surgery. Did OK, but not ready for bumpy roads yet.
160 mile round trip to Gunnislake near Plymouth to pick up a tent I bought online. In spite of it being a bank holiday, there was very little traffic on the roads and a beautiful day for a ride!
Tent and bike will be taken to France once lockdown finishes!
Tent and bike will be taken to France once lockdown finishes!
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Then stay the hell outnof boston. If i ride these streets much longer, ill need a four wheel!
I rode for pie. 
600kms round trip
600kms round trip
I went on a ride today with four other members of the Richmond Riders club, of which I'm currently the VP.
We took what we call the Nickel and Dime route, rts 5 and 10, except backwards. We went east on rt 5, crossing the James on the Benjamin Harrison bridge, then east on rt 10, crossing back over on the Jamestown Ferry, and back all the way on rt 5.
We thought about stopping for lunch, but nobody was hungry enough. About four hours in total, with stops.
Our loop:
https://www.google.com/maps/dir/VARINA+PIT+STOP+#546,+3275+New+Market+Rd,+Richmond,+VA+23231/37.1242732,-76.8417753/37.228339,-76.7810839/Charles+City/37.4333655,-77.33123/@37.2923114,-77.2399077,10.5z/data=!4m17!4m16!1m5!1m1!1s0x89b104e2e315c83b:0xf4e976f59aa77d46!2m2!1d-77.3299484!2d37.4339523!1m0!1m0!1m5!1m1!1s0x89b0f965d3f6b515:0xb56d1816eccecfae!2m2!1d-77.071268!2d37.3438906!1m0!3e0?hl=en
We took what we call the Nickel and Dime route, rts 5 and 10, except backwards. We went east on rt 5, crossing the James on the Benjamin Harrison bridge, then east on rt 10, crossing back over on the Jamestown Ferry, and back all the way on rt 5.
We thought about stopping for lunch, but nobody was hungry enough. About four hours in total, with stops.
Our loop:
https://www.google.com/maps/dir/VARINA+PIT+STOP+#546,+3275+New+Market+Rd,+Richmond,+VA+23231/37.1242732,-76.8417753/37.228339,-76.7810839/Charles+City/37.4333655,-77.33123/@37.2923114,-77.2399077,10.5z/data=!4m17!4m16!1m5!1m1!1s0x89b104e2e315c83b:0xf4e976f59aa77d46!2m2!1d-77.3299484!2d37.4339523!1m0!1m0!1m5!1m1!1s0x89b0f965d3f6b515:0xb56d1816eccecfae!2m2!1d-77.071268!2d37.3438906!1m0!3e0?hl=en