Rain?

Another little audio note from the road.  Almost to destination...

I-65: The Ashtray of America

Voice note from the road.  Some cursing involved, so listen with care...

Ride home from work.

Usually I am really lucky. I ride to work and the most I get is a few
sprinkles either to or from. Today, on the way home, this might
actually be a little challenging.

Also....

......I rushed and left my rain gear at home!!

The Genuine CoolAss

Since I have been parking under a tree at work every day, I have been concerned about sap, and crap. I saw the Genuine CoolAss in last month's Scoot! magazine and decided to give it a go. It doesn't fit perfectly on the Majesty as it is made in four or five sizes to fit most all bikes. I had to fold & tuck to get it to not look like a big gay floppy hat. I think the part that I get folded under the seat will possibly keep it from getting stolen. Construction seems visually like aluminum foil, but I can already tell its much tougher. It comes with its own carrying pouch and folds/wads up to less than the size of a bottle of soda. The "instructions" are humorous and well written. It promises such benifits as: 50% cooler when exposed to direct sunlight, greatly reduced likelihood of developing monkey butt, protects your saddle from fading and cracking, simple installation & removal, easy no hassle storage, will last for years under normal conditions, and improves appearance (as compared to using a garbage bag or towel). It has a few disclaimers: you can't ride on it, you can't expose it ti extreme heat (read: muffler) and its puncture "resistant" not puncture proof. Lastly, it is not washable. If I had known this I may not have ordered it. Also it says to keep your CoolAss out of reach of children, and adults acting like children. They do have a customer satisfaction "if for any reason" guarantee, so I guess that's good. I will report how it does, and what the company says about removing tree sap...if I have to contact them.

Reconstruction

The rail depot which crosses the road to work is being repaired. It was really getting to be hell on wheels. My scoot felt like it was getting beat up pretty bad, so I would ride about 2 inches from the edge. Not so safe, but the only spot that wasnt beat to death. Today the manager of the industrial park (who was unshaven, jeans & t-shirt, looking more like one of the road crew) was escorted to my office by one of the warehouse guys. He gave me three pieces of rubber about 4" square and 1/2" thick and asked me to use them under my stand so it doesnt mark the pavement. Well...I was using something under my side-stand when it was blown over by the wind a couple weeks ago. The only reason I was using the side-stand at all was because they asked me to put something under it. After the damage, I didnt want to do anything which would cause instability. It is difficult to perfectly line up any kind of plate under your side stand, and even more so two seperate peices. Its almost impossible to do it by yourself. Plus my damn bike doesnt sink in to their precious assfault! I have been parking there for two years and there are no holes. I spoke to HR, and Judi said I should try parking on the concrete area between the office and shipping. That will be birdshit city, but its easier to wipe poop than it is to do bodywork. I still don't have the estimate!

Across to Indiana

Of course it would never be acceptable to take the same route home as we did on the way there. :) We came back through Indiana. I was not feeling to gerat...I think from the heat, and the juge stromboli I had, but I was able to stick in there almost all they way back. We had a great ride back!

Outside the Jail

Here's the crew getting ready to leave from Jailhouse Pizza.

Jailhouse Pizza

We ended up at Jailhouse Pizza in Brandenburg. Ralph and Steve had wrangled out a nice route. We had a new person join us: Holly. She has a MP3-250 and does a fantastic job with it.

LSG Saturday Ride

We started out at S & S Powersports in Brooks, Kentucky. They carry all the metric bikes.

Jason's Deli LSG Meetup

We had a good turnout last night at the Louisville Scooter Group meetup. It was nice to see a couple folks who I hadn't seen in a while, and even a new face! The food at Jason's Deli was not bad, but next time I must remember to split a sandwich with Kat! My other half of my Reuben was lunch today!

19K+8K = 27,000 miles

I have nineteen thousand miles now on Lois, my 2008 Yamaha Majesty that I purchased in February of 09. That is 27,000 miles total on two bikes in going on my third year. I have done some of those miles on my own, many with good friends, and now even several thousand with Kat, my passenger and life-partner-in-crime. It has been good. Thanks to all you friends who have ridden with me, corresponded, advised, wrenched, and just shared some of the distance of your lives with me. I surely do appreciate it.

Scuffs

The muffler was also scuffed, as well as the MAJESTY emblem. The worst part, aside from the damage, was the fact that the landlord from Louisville Industrial Park made a fuss about some holes in their parking lot around the side of the building (where nobody has parked for a year) and so told our warehouse guy to tell me I need to park up by the building on the sidewalk instead of the parking lot. I knew it wouldn't look very professional so I used my side stand with a stand plate every day. If it had been on the center stand, this would not have happened from mere wind, unless it was hurricane force wind.

Deep scratch

I think this passenger grab rail got the worst of it. I was worried about damage to the front cowling due to the pegs I installed, but those actually kept some of the lower front from being ripped up.

Underseat Storage

The latch for the underseat storage (commonly referred to as the "pet carrier") failed spilling my helmet & other stuff out onto the parking lot into the rain.

Sad, sad, sad.

This is the first cosmetic damage I've had. None of the "tupperware" was broken, but there were several scratches. I righted the bike as I have been shown (which probably saved my back) by "walking" it up.

Something I never wanted to see

When I left work about 6pm last night I was the last person out the door. I set the alarm only to have an alarm of my own. To my great suprise, my bike was laying on its right side. Since it was the side opposite the stand and we had some brief wind, I assume it was from that.

LSG Tuesday: The Prison Ride

Lately I have had a streak of running into correctional facilities on my rides around Kentuckiana scooter land! Regardless the foreground was beautiful, and the people at the farms and houses we passed seemed as friendly as anywhere. Well, they didn't point guns at us or anything!