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Heres a sign you going to see, with your new move I have a few friends that live up there, In corinth, that all ride. there are a few riding clubs in the area.

DITTO!!!!! I too carry a shoulder harness, But i let people see it all the time (buy adjusting my jacket/ fixing the collar) jackets always open, you no........

Damn, I'm not going to get any tail this year??

Damn, Fur a minute there, I figured ya, went into the john, to take a dump, and found there was no toilet paper, and here it was something simple.

just in time for all the NASTY weather, were having here in South Florida. Ride safe

Prayers sent to all who were involved, The Brady's

so, where in Florida do you live?

I may ride my bike to the Gym today:stirthepot:

take the left saddle bag off, easyer to get to upper nut, #14 I think. drop your oil, make sure you clean the magnet, of metal slivers, should feel like a sand grit on your fingers, anything more then that.there are posts here, on how too's. I use lucas, high performance, SAE 80W90 Gear oil, I like to change my oil every other motor oil change ( 9 Thousand Miles) Edit, A 96 with 4500 miles? thats crazy... You plan to hang on this board, by the end of the year your should have another 16,000 on it.

Boo Who, a single tear runs down my cheek:95: No your stuck with US!!!!!!

This work really well, with the S***Heads in South Florida

did you see the trike, he rolled it. totally fubar-ed the trike & trailer

I don't have the balls to try someting like that. I'll truck it over to the shop, and let them fix it:mo money:

AYE!! 3:cool10:

This passed friday morning, melody & I, packed up the bike & trailer, and headed south, on chrome aveune to 41 west. We crossed the everglades, trying to miss, the rain bands, that were, stream lining across I-75, at mid-morning. we caught a few rain drops at Chrome & 41, but most of our ride, was just over case., tempetures below the rain line, were like in the 70's, but once we got closer to the storms the temps dropped, quickly to the low 50's.. the ride across 41, was an easy cruise, at about 55-60. and most of the time, there were no cars behind us.. Upon entering the area of Marco Island, and turning to the north on 41, the winds started to pick up,, but still able to cruise at 60 mph. with in a few minutes of getting into Naples, the skys opened up, and the wind gusted from 45 to 60 mph, dropped us to a speed of just 20 mph. the vis was less then 10 feet at times. (melody comes over the intercom) Mike are we riding sideways?, No babe that the wind pushing us across the road, I reply......, every cage moved out of our way. we rode straight throw all the rain. I think this was the hardest rain we had ever seen, ( Like a fire hose, wide open on our heads) stopping only once, to let traffic pass us., we made our way out of Naples, the rains let up alittle, but we still rode the right lane, with the flashers on, and could only reach a speed of 40 mph. the winds beat the day lights out of us. (Melody knowing the area better then I) Informs me we have 40 miles to go. I'm thinking "Oh Joy".. Now about 1:30 pm, we stop for gas. inspect the bike & trailer, as we always do., top off, and into the rains and wind again., the roads, became more so bare, as we got closer to Ft. Myers, and we could see way. Trees down, water up and over most of the roads. the winds were hammering the area. we slowly made our way to the outter roads of Sanibel, (Thinking to myself how wonderful its going to be) the crossing of the bridges, this is going tobe horrorfying. ( I told Melody to hang on for her life) the bridge is covered with oil, from the cars, we may drop the bike, if i can't control it. what ever you do, hand onto the bike. and if I lean, to the right, lean with me. even if it scares you. so we prepare ourselfs going up the bridge, as the wind hammered the front of the bike, and slowed our accent to 3 mph, the oils from the car, made it fell just like ice. and the wind, pushed us, into the on comming line, briefly. as we crested the top.. I could see the trailer, sliding to the left, as we start our decent, into the wind, down the other side. the clutch out and in 2nd gear, we slowly made our way, down the 1st bridge. ( I felt like I was stairing the grime reeper dead in his face) the only thing keeping me going, was shear fear......., I pulled over, to regain my wits, and for a few seconds, (for me time, to relax, from the extreme stress). My arms, and back felt like I just got beat to a pulp. Melody comes over the intercom, Mike lets just get there. i cant feel my arms or hands I'm so cold. I'm freezing. We pull out into traffic, and head for the second bridge, this one alot lower, But just as windy, we crawled across this one, and the little flat bridge, the same way. when we hit the Island, most of the people were trying to leave. all the roads were flooded. and tree branches, all over the roads., they had just been hit hard, buy this storm. now, protected, from the winds, the cold creep up on me, and I finally felt the weather. I was soaked straight throw. as we made our way to the cottage on Captiva Island. my body was completely Numb. Melody, jumped off the bike, and headed for the room to jump in the shower, to get her body tempeture back up. she was shaking, un-controllable. while she was warming up in the shower. I un-loaded the trailer. & Bike, and turned the heater on in the room.. then followed suit. it rained all night. winds slowly dead downed after mid-night. The weather reports said, by 7 am Sanibel Island would have no clouds, with bright sunshine, and be about 70. as we returned in, I remeber thinking, "never again" will we ride in something like this. and made a packed with my wife. the following morning. That I will never to put her in danger, like that again. The next morning: To our surprise, it was 71 degrees, and the brightest blue skys, you've ever seen. It hert to look up. about 9 am we went to breakfast, then layed on the beach, conoe'd, bird watched, and did alittle shopping, and ate at fantasic eatery's. Sunday morning we, had a small breakfast., then had a fantasic lunch with some friends. and we headed home. we found the winds had picked up, as we rode I-75 south into Naple, But was grateful, we turned away from the winds, heading east, across the alley. It made it a pleasent trip home. (Melody) you ever notice, that when people get on the Alley, the seem to drive faster, like there afraid, their car is going to break down, while crossing here". and you know, its so true. the fear of being stranded...... I don't know, I like ridiing it all the time, but I enjoy my ride, 65-70, I don't see it as a barren waste land. our ride over on Friday 4.5 solid hours. our ride home 2.75 hours. Star Touring & Riding (Broward FL) Freemasons Riding Club (FL) Venture Riders (National) Hollywood Riding group (Broward) Patriot Guard Riders (PGR)

I ran the back tire up to 46 Lbs. and the front at 40. the back tire is a MTzlr 880 180/70/15, which requires 44-48 lbs.. I split it and put in 46 lbs. so we rode them through the rains on friday, and winds of up to 65 mph. the bike, held the road. I had two of the normal 880 stock 150's, and they both shunked rubber off them. I moved up to the 880- 180 (steel belted tire), I just bought a second one. I find it much better, while pulling a trailer. shocks, front about 5 lbs back about 35 lbs

I have reid everything from Clive Clussler. I have over 40 novels of his. (fiction) Including :the sea hunter 1 & 2 (Historical) Cliver Clussler revealed The painted Bird, By Jersey Kozinski The art of motorcycle machanic's (un-known) Bless the beast & the children (un-known) into the road- (un-known) (motorcycle adventure) the history of Freemasonary who were the knights templars the freemasons the meaning of masonary deep decent- Mc murry The last Dive (father & son cave divers) Bernie Chowdhury Shadow divers- robert jurson Black Elk- wallace Black elk war of eagles- Tom Clancy

my wife stands 5' 0" tall. I'm thinking, they'll be to tall for your little one. and they don't really lock in place

that poor little ass. the S**T it has to go through:stirthepot:

pictured

every morning, and sometimes, late afternoon, I see this Black Mid-Night, coming out of the Hallandale Motorcoach park, In Hallandle Florida. I know, its one of our Canadian Friends. He rides with a guy with a Harley. anyone from here?

prayers sent for you little ones, and support for you family

Yoo *****!!! Get me there and home in one peace. then I prey for a safe trip

Move up to the Metzeler 880 180/70/15. this is a steel belted tire.I too had the reg 880, pop chunks, twice. this is my second 180, and I love it.

Dag, I had the "H" right, i was thinking Hendley for some reason.....