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Appreciate the invite Ahsley but I've read how the police over there view bikers riding together. Wes and I have slept on a big plastic tarp with just clouds floating by moonlight over head. On that way out of state trip return phase I left the big 5 pole awning and two man tent and 4 man table at the campsite to lighten the load on return but axle still broke so needed some more of the full set of tools and rescue items carried. Fortunately I ain't aging as expected - bone joint muscle wise, so may yet get some pay back from Ms Peel. Once in a while per decade I don't mind parading with hundreds in the city events or dozens at vintage rallys short circuits but 1 2 or 3 is busy enough closeness for me. I rode 5th time this yr on SuVee to find 2 dozen HD's of all sorts stuck in our village d/t flat in 21" front tube. No biker had tools or air to take wheel or tire off or inflate but their PU backoup buddy had tools and a jack and 12 v air a HD next to could power off cig lighter plug. I called Wes down from his Mt steeple chase to see if he had patches and tire irons, as they did get tube out with three new 3/8" wide screw driver blade slices in tube side wall section. 3 patches got it fixed - as one big patch covered 2 blade holes. There is an art to applying rubber glue and getting carrier vititols evaporated out with a flame in gusty wind so patch actually seals same day. Stored Wes's pump and irons and patch kit in my place and took 2 hr joy ride of 65-ish miles - 13 of em THE Gravel short cut up the plateau to hit great hwy twisties to press all the way back to Buffalo River valley - then about 30 miles more on routine ways home plus our hand full of THE Graveled miles to homes. Still glowing grinning likea kid again before times changed. About mid morning here most the herds of bikers get tired of waving but everyone still grinning.
Appreciate the invite Ahsley but I've read how the police over there view bikers riding together. Wes and I have slept on a big plastic tarp with just clouds floating by moonlight over head. On that way out of state trip return phase I left the big 5 pole awning and two man tent and 4 man table at the campsite to lighten the load on return but axle still broke so needed some more of the full set of tools and rescue items carried. Fortunately I ain't aging as expected - bone joint muscle wise, so may yet get some pay back from Ms Peel.
Once in a while per decade I don't mind parading with hundreds in the city events or dozens at vintage rallys short circuits but 1 2 or 3 is busy enough closeness for me. I rode 5th time this yr on SuVee to find 2 dozen HD's of all sorts stuck in our village d/t flat in 21" front tube. No biker had tools or air to take wheel or tire off or inflate but their PU backoup buddy had tools and a jack and 12 v air a HD next to could power off cig lighter plug. I called Wes down from his Mt steeple chase to see if he had patches and tire irons, as they did get tube out with three new 3/8" wide screw driver blade slices in tube side wall section. 3 patches got it fixed - as one big patch covered 2 blade holes. There is an art to applying rubber glue and getting carrier vititols evaporated out with a flame in gusty wind so patch actually seals same day. Stored Wes's pump and irons and patch kit in my place and took 2 hr joy ride of 65-ish miles - 13 of em THE Gravel short cut up the plateau to hit great hwy twisties to press all the way back to Buffalo River valley - then about 30 miles more on routine ways home plus our hand full of THE Graveled miles to homes. Still glowing grinning like
a kid again before times changed. About mid morning here most the herds of bikers get tired of waving but everyone still grinning.
