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I suspect sand. Lots of sand.

Snow sucks but at least the drive home this afternoon was purdy ...

In all of the years that I've been long distance riding, I've never needed tools once. Probably around 400,000 miles without issues. I did have to buy tires in Oregon once, but that's it. Maybe I'm just lucky. But I've always had new-ish bikes and put on new tires before they're required - so that helps.

This. It's 75 miles to my shop - each way X 5 days / week = 750 miles each week. I probably do another 30-40% more in fucking around each day. edit: I checked Spain's fuel prices - equivalent of $6.75 USD per gallon. So that does kinda suck. It's about $3.30 per gallon here.

The only tool I've ever carried...

Yup - which is oddly no different than winter weather here. Someday though, it's gonna be nice and I'll get out for a cruise. Someday....

Only snowed about 8 inches last night - less than predicted. Cloudy and 8F / -14C today. Think I'll go out for a bike ride in a few.......

I've made a couple of trailer hitches for SV650's and other bikes as well as an off road trailer hitch coupler that allowed the bike to fall over while the trailer remained upright - or vice versa. Cant' say I'm into trailers much, but I can appreciate the works and effort it takes to make them.

Sadly, no. The Germans are guilty as well and ya just know the Japanese have built a fucked up bike / trailer ...

Don't need a topbox when you can have this.....

And you're probably happy about this shit...

I'll come see you in the hospital. What kind of beer should I bring?

One of our neighbors just posted this on Facebook - bet he shit himself! Tony Zotti otespodSnrta6i2t5hhl8fga88u5f55hmh5ahu05001c211g9i1t1m4a8itl · Just got done cleaning up the scratches on my back and head after A F*CKING MOUNTAIN LION USED ME AS A GYMNAST'S VAULT! Woke from a dead sleep to the sound of choking and awful animal screams. I was so afraid that a bear (yes, they're awake, one dropped our bird feeder the night before last) had opened up my goat shed that I just headed straight out....naked. The noise, however, was right outside just off our front porch. There was a fight between a racoon and what I thought was my dog Jasper. He's a yellow lab husky mix and blonde. In my stupor, I figured I must have left him out and was hollering at him to let go. I was scared and they weren't disengaging, so I went to grab him and shit got really weird, really fast. As soon as I moved forward and was within a couple feet of them, "Jasper" let go, jumped up on my porch, turned around and used the front door as a springboard and sprung....at me....landed on my head and back and then sprung again! Hit the ground running and booked it. A freaking lion with a tail as long as me! I was in full on fight or flight mode. I can't believe that just happened to me! Nicole was at the door wondering what in the world was going on and she got stuck cleaning up the mess. So, anyways, there's a cat in the Lump Gulch neighborhood and remember to wear pajamas. You never know when you'll have unexpected guests.

Good point.

Basic math will also help; Measure the distance of the outside edge of the bolts / studs on the backrest Subtract the diameter of one of the bolts / studs The result is the distance between centers of the two bolts. Mark that on the topbox and drill away.

Very true. Headed there next month on the bike for the first ride of the year.

No shit. Left Kansas City around 3:00 AM and headed west, arriving home at 1:00 PM - got stuck in a white-out blizzard in eastern Colorado for a couple of hours at 20 mph... couldn't see shit on the road. There was a semi truck just ahead of us in the pic. Good, clean fun !

Just got home after driving all night from Indy to Colorado. I love crossing Kansas when your GPS says : "Next turn in 518 miles" . Straightest, most featureless road in the USA....

Sounds like heaven. I may have to move.

Number 7 is adding a top box to your bike....

Chicago pizza beats the shit outta pizza in Italy. Actually, they're nothing alike at all. Post up some pictures of a pizza when you get there and I'll do the same.

Driving - it's about 1,200 miles to Chicago and then another 250 or so down to Indy. But I'll finally get some good pizza!