I woke up the other morning and went in the garage....and the Orange Bang spoke to me. She said, "matt, here I am with this new black gastank and fender, but I just don't think I'm the bike you want right now, I think I need to move on.....its not you, its me...we've tried new things here and there, but I just know its not going to work out.
I've heard those words before from a '64 Honda CT200, a '74 CB200, and now the '06 Sportster was giving me the infamous line....its not you, its me.
So tonight, I will be riding to her new owner, named Lloyd, who is driving in with a trailer in tow to bring her home. (I really hope his last name is Dobler) We've had good times, and this rip from Vista to El Cajon will be filled with the same joy that I've always gotten from this motorcycle.
This is a perfectly great motorcycle; reliable, slightly different looking, quick, sounds good, good ground clearance.... Maybe I miss the days of nuts and bolts coming loose, or breaking down on the side of the highway, or adjusting 'something' mid ride.....I guess only time will tell once I make my next moto purchase.
Good thing I'm going HERE tomorrow!