AKRefugee

Hey Muffinman. Please please please send your weather guy up here so he can get us back on the road sooner.

Way to go Lowell. I quit Feb 20 2007 915am. Cold turkey is #1 most successful way to quit. You don't realize it right now but the money your are going to save is hugh. I am able to make the RSV and insurance payments as well as buy the gas and still have some beer money left over based on what I was paying for smokes. After day 3 it is over. The nicotine is out of the system. Don't forget to do some vitamins and stuff to help your body heal for the abuse smoking was doing to it. Proud of you man.:thumbsup:

About 42 here. Just couldn't take it any more and had to make a run. Was just positioning the rides over to the new home (about 7 miles) but for some reason it took about 45 minutes and about 35 miles. Guess I got lost (or so I told the other half). Man did I need it been since TDay since I got my last ride in. Was getting a little difficult to live with. Think I will be okay for a few days now.

Yeh my second is a Sporty (Third stage completed). . . but I DO NOT wear PINK CHAPS nor have I ever.

I went from a lighter bike to a 06 RSV and I also had a few challenges with low speed while riding 2up. After much practice and experimentation I learned that with the RSV I needed to keep my body in a much more straight up position and rely on my head turn much more. At low speeds on the lighter bike I figured out that I was actually leaning in just a slight bit and could get away with it because I was able to man handle to compensate. With the heavier weight and longer wheelbase when I leaned in just the slightest bit the physics reaction was greater and it reached a point where I could no longer overcome it with brute force after dropping it a few times (and getting the "laser eyes") I learned to keep my body position much more upright and really really really turn that head. Lesson learned: You ca not ride a big bike with brute force. It really does require much more attention to technique.

I quit smoking in Feb. Smoked for almost 40 yrs and was doing about 2.5 packs a day. Tried everything you can imagine over the years to quit. Finally tried a laser treatment. Walked in a smoker walked out a non-smoker, not an ex-smoker. I think that was the number 1 thing for me. I know it seems like a small thing but shifting my thinking from being an ex-smoker to being a non-smoker made all the difference in the world.

Yeh oldandcrotchety, it was tongue in cheek. Actually I try to wave when I can and then I wave like the little kid at the parade waving to the guy throwing the candy. That wave really throws folks off hehehe. Ride Safe, Ride Happy AKRefugee

I love motorcycles, and I love riding. Like many of you what first drew me to bikes was not just the experience of riding, but the feeling that I'd become part of a special community - a brotherhood, really. Nothing calms me more than a long ride down the interstate, waving to the members of my beloved clan. Except when I pass Harley guys. I hate Harley guys. Hate, hate, hate. When they pass me on the highway, you know what I do? I don't wave. With their little tassel handlebars and the studded luggage and the half helmets, they drive me crazy. You know who else I hate? BMW guys. Oh, do I hate those guys. I don't wave at them either. They think they're so great, sitting all upright, with their 180 degree German engines. God, I hate them. They're almost as bad as those old guys on their touring motorcycles. You know what I call those bikes? "Two wheeled couches!" Get it? Because they're so big. They drive around like they have got all day. Appreciate the scenery somewhere else, Grandpa, and while your at it, I'm not waving to you. Ducati guys - I don't wave at them either. Why they don't spend a little more money on their bikes? "You can have it in any color as long as it is red." Aren't you cool! Like they even know what a Desmo-whatever engine is, anyway. Try finding the battery, you Italian-wannabe racers! I never, ever wave at those guys. Suzuki guys aren't much better, which is why I never wave at them, either. They always have those stupid helmets sitting on the top of their stupid heads, and God forbid they should ever wear any safety gear. They make me so mad. Sometimes they'll speed by and look over at me and you know what I do? I don't wave I just keep going. Please, don't get me started on Kawasaki guys. Ninjas? What are you, twelve years old? Team Green, my butt. I never wave at Kawasaki guys. I ride a Venutre, and I'll only wave at Venture guys, but even then, I'll never wave at a guy in full leathers. Never, never, never. Yeah like you're going to get your knee down on the New York Thruway. Guys in full leathers will never get a wave from me, and by the way, neither will the guys in two piece leathers. And I'll tell you who else I'm not waving at - those guys with the helmets with loud paint jobs. Four pounds of paint on a two pound helmet - like I'm going to wave back at that! I'll also never wave at someone with a mirrored visor. Or helmet stickers. Or racing gloves. Or hiking boots. To me, motorcycling is like a family, a close knit brotherhood of people who ride Ventures, wear jeans and a leather jacket (not Vanson) with regular gloves and a solid color helmet with a clear visor, no stickers, no racing gloves and regular boots (not Timberlands). And isn't that what really makes riding so special.