Peter Egan Moment
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Peter Egan Moment
It was late Friday evening around 11 when I got back. I'd finished yard work and decided to take a short spin on the new Anniv. RG. The Avons were on, & the SE fork oil installed. I had an Ridestr8 frame stabilizer from my RK, and that fit too. I did one of the usual loops in the cool sweet evening, maybe 100 miles.
The tech had completed the Race Tuner, breather, Rush slip on install, and had even increased the fuel delivery to match. Sure sounded sweet plopping into 6th at around 2300. Real low down those Rush pipes.
A stop in Placita about half way for a smoke and to watch the pelicans and shore birds getting dinner and the last of theday dissapear over the water, then on back home.
Pulled in to the dirve with the full moon, and almost rode back out again! Instead I started the wipe down, then just stopped. The bike had just the right light on it, a combination of the porch lights and crystal clear moonlight.
Well, I thought, If Peter Egan can rot the winter away in his Wisconsin garage drinking beer and looking at his bikes, why not me?
So there I was somewhere between sublime and delirium, a 74 degree, almost sultry Gulf Coast night in late March. Sipping a brew and moving my chair every so often for just the right angle.
They say you can't take it with you, but I'm trying to!
The tech had completed the Race Tuner, breather, Rush slip on install, and had even increased the fuel delivery to match. Sure sounded sweet plopping into 6th at around 2300. Real low down those Rush pipes.
A stop in Placita about half way for a smoke and to watch the pelicans and shore birds getting dinner and the last of theday dissapear over the water, then on back home.
Pulled in to the dirve with the full moon, and almost rode back out again! Instead I started the wipe down, then just stopped. The bike had just the right light on it, a combination of the porch lights and crystal clear moonlight.
Well, I thought, If Peter Egan can rot the winter away in his Wisconsin garage drinking beer and looking at his bikes, why not me?
So there I was somewhere between sublime and delirium, a 74 degree, almost sultry Gulf Coast night in late March. Sipping a brew and moving my chair every so often for just the right angle.
They say you can't take it with you, but I'm trying to!
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It is times like that ,make life seem worthwhile. But other people would wonder why you are sitting there , looking at your bike. Maybe even think that you are not well.
I lived in Englewood for a while.
I lived in Englewood for a while.
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RE: Peter Egan Moment
I do the same....grab a beer from the fridge, go to the garage and stare at my bikes. It's relaxing, but I do get strange looks from the wife...like getting busted whilestaring at another woman.
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