Three holes and I'm done, if I have more time I need to do the forks as they are overdue. I usually change just the oil and I might make a spacer change on the springs to get a little more preload as I get fatter.
Thanks Markus. I rarely share that story. Only real Harley / and maybe Fugly (Wing) lovers would appreciate it.
Motorcycles are in the blood. I've gravitated towards motorcycles since I was a kid. (Motorcycles and Star Trek) No one taught me how to ride. I just got on a mini dirt bike when I was about 9 and took off like a bat out of hell. My brother showed me the throttle, brakes, explained the shifter and off I went over revving the **** out of that Honda.
Lot of people learned to ride by just getting on one, I'm not impressed by these parking lot riding schools. My brother was 11 (8 years younger than me) when I heard my bike fire up and take off. He'd ridden behind me a lot of times, but I'd never discussed how the bike worked. He just watched me, then when no one was watching one day, just kicked it, and tore off like he'd been using a clutch and gears all along. Mom was pissed, but when he finally got back without dumping it, I was proud of him. We'd get out on country dirt roads and I'd let him ride, also some off road stuff, but Mom never heard about that. Talk about a natural, it was like he didn't have to learn anything, he just knew.
My first ride was renting a Honda Cub 50 (no clutch, 3 speed) for an hour while in college. Guy showed me how to start it, which levers were brake, which shifted, and away I went. I didn't want to take it back, next semester got my own little Honda, but one with 4 gears and a clutch. Never had any training, never felt a need for it. My daughter took one of those classes, and first ride on the street with me, said I taught her more than the class did, it did nothing for street skills.
Lot of people learned to ride by just getting on one, I'm not impressed by these parking lot riding schools. My brother was 11 (8 years younger than me) when I heard my bike fire up and take off. He'd ridden behind me a lot of times, but I'd never discussed how the bike worked. He just watched me, then when no one was watching one day, just kicked it, and tore off like he'd been using a clutch and gears all along. Mom was pissed, but when he finally got back without dumping it, I was proud of him. We'd get out on country dirt roads and I'd let him ride, also some off road stuff, but Mom never heard about that. Talk about a natural, it was like he didn't have to learn anything, he just knew.
My first ride was renting a Honda Cub 50 (no clutch, 3 speed) for an hour while in college. Guy showed me how to start it, which levers were brake, which shifted, and away I went. I didn't want to take it back, next semester got my own little Honda, but one with 4 gears and a clutch. Never had any training, never felt a need for it. My daughter took one of those classes, and first ride on the street with me, said I taught her more than the class did, it did nothing for street skills.
My first bike was a Honda CL100 that I chopped up to make offroad. Ironically, my first road rash was from a 73 Honda Elsinore 250. Go figure.
05-17-2018, 11:10 PM
Talk about a natural, it was like he didn't have to learn anything, he just knew.