Hummingbird

Thanks Don, that was my point, I expressed exactly what my friend had to say about his Voyager. Unfortunately he passed away severaly years ago or I would drag him in front of the computor so he could say it himself. @ condor - I'm not leaving an estate in the form of money, I'm going to desperately spend as much of it as I can. If the kids want my tools and toys when I'm gone, who cares - I'll be gone.

When I talked to him in January he was upbeat but obviously in pain. I had no idea he was this close - - - RIP Ed

The voyager kit is an inexpensive way to continue riding, it is in no way comparable to a trike except by first glance and those that own one. They steer like a semi w/o power steering unless the bike is "raked" and then it has been said it's a dangerous situation w/o the kit attached. I rode with a friend for several years that had one and he admitted more than several times that he wished he had the money to either buy a real trike or get his triked. disclaimer - not meaning to ruffle feathers, just voicing my opinion and experience

well, perhaps because of some twist of fate - you did have an accident but remained one lucky fella. hope you healed up ok. I run ct's on my '09' Venture but it's a trike

but I also hit 110mph on it that day and didnt have any trouble playing devils advocate, just what is the speed limit in your area ?

Sitting here looking out the window and my thoughts went to you Ed. Can't imagine why snow brings you to mind but it did so HI Ed and Linda, we're thinking of ya.

If I hadn't seen the Kaw on the cowling I would have taken it for a BMW

It only records up to a 5 minute loop, erases and records over it. To record an incident and recover you would have to turn it off mid-incident or it would be lost. The solution might be a 32 gig micro card but I'll bet the unit wouldn't support a larger card. good idea tho -

I started watching Chicago ink or one of those a while back but I had more important things to do like there was some fresh paint I had to watch dry and there's always grass that should be watched as it grows - you know, those important things

He is in our prayers

A young Arkansan goes off to college. Half way through the semester, having foolishly squandered all of his money on his girlfriend, he calls home. "Dad," he says, "You won't believe what modern education is developing! They actually have a program here at Georgetown that will teach our dog, Ole' Blue, how to talk!" "That's amazing," his Dad says. "How do I get Ole' Blue in that program?" "Just send him over here with $1,000", the young Arkie says "and I'll get him in the course." SO, his Father sends the dog and $1,000. About two-thirds of the way through the semester, the money again runs out. The boy calls home. "So how's Ole' Blue doing son?", his Father asks. "Awesome, Dad, he's talking up a storm," he says, "but you just won't believe this -- they've had such good results they have started to teach the animals how to read!" "Read!?" says his Father, "No kidding! How do we get Blue in that program?" "Just send $2,500, I'll get him in the class." The money promptly arrives. The Arkie and his girlfriend are able to buy enough marijuana to last the whole semester. But our hero has a problem. At the end of the year, his Father will find out the dog can neither talk, nor read. Even though he was always pretty much able to lie his way out of trouble, the Arkie asked his girlfriend to help him think of a really good lie to tell his Dad. She very quickly came up with a plan for him. So she has him shoot the dog. When he arrives home at the end of the year, his Father is all excited. "Where's Ole' Blue? I just can't wait to see him read something and talk!" "Dad," the boy says, "I have some grim news. Yesterday morning, just before we left to drive home, Ole' Blue was in the living room, kicked back in the recliner, reading the Wall Street Journal, like he usually does". "Then Ole' Blue turned to me and asked, so, is your Daddy still messing around with that little redhead who lives down the street?" The Father went white and exclaimed, "I hope you shot that lying dog before he talks to your Mother!" "I sure did, Dad!" "That's my boy!"

About 60 years ago I decided that wanted a tattoo on my arm. At the time there weren't parlors on every third street corner so I did my own tattoo. I mean I did it myself - when your 12 years old things are not always thought out correctly. So the object was to put my name in script on my arm. I had it written out with an ink pen and started jabbing 3 needles wrapped together and dipped in india ink into my arm. That lasted about 10 minutes and the 40 watt bulb went out and the 100 watt bulb lit up. That wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be so instead of inking "Dick" in script, I changed it to my middle name "Allen" but shortened it to "AL" So for 55 years I put up with people looking at me funny and asking me who Al was. I went thru the short explanation with most of them. Then 5 years ago while sitting on our side porch watching the hummingbirds at the feeder I found a solution to my dilemma. Shortly thereafter I went to our local shop and the artist designed a cover up in the form of a hummingbird and Al disappeared. Freebird was kind enough to change my moniker and thus began my nickname

Larry1963 - pm in your inbox

Seriously puc - I don't bother naming inanimate objects because I usually don't hold them long enough to remember what I called them. I have never owned a bike longer than a few years and that's really a long time for me. I once drove the St. Louis to buy a trike, trailered it home and the following weekend a guy asked if it was for sale. Wife and I had a dis-agreement but I won and the next weekend it (the trike) had a new owner and I was paid $$$$$ for my trip to St.Louis. Point is - everything is for sale, just a matter of how bad someone else wants it. I'll probably put my current ride up for sale this spring because I feel bad that it doesn't have somebodys affectionate name

puc - that just doesn't make any sense to me

I have one just like that and it's a 2009 Yamaha RSV w/Hannigan trike kit - That's all the name it will ever get until the next owner should he/she decide to name it something else

I've owned too many bikes to bother naming them and besides it just doesn't make any sense to me. If I go for a ride I go on "the bike", if I go fishing, I take "the boat", when I go to work, I go to "the shop" and work on my table saw or another tool. When I had more than one bike, I would take "the Silver Honda" or "the Black Honda" or "the Yamaha" for a ride. When we got a puppy, he was named and we grew to love him, same with our cats, they have names and we love them. I have many tools that I use daily but I don't love them, they're a tool just as my bike is - a tool I do have favorite tools but I don't name them, I just USE them. The above is of course jmho and doesn't mean to reflect on anybody or anything.

yeah but where's the cassette player ?

It's finally out that jonsey has lung cancer and has started chemo if so inclined, I'm sure Ed and Linda would appreciate a prayer for healing

just what are you 'stuck' with ? Is the dash on your bike now or is it from the wreck ?

bj66 - about a month ago to Lake Erie

Nice perch - that'll taste good, hope you got more

Congrats on the upcoming addition to your family - In 1994 we decided to get a puppy and made the mistake of walking into a pet store in Homosassa Fl. We walked out 1/2 hour later and with $29 less in my pocket with Chazz. Chazz was with us for 17 wonderful happy years. We were told that his mommy was a chow/lab mix and his daddy was a dachshund. It didn't matter to us because he took to us more (I think) than we did to him. Being self employed chazz was with me 24/7 and refused to let me leave without him in the back of the truck.

if I just weren't afraid heights

Auto dealers, whether new or used say they want to make friends. The bottom line is that are in it to make money period ! There's nothing wrong with that because that's the way the world works but it's up to the consumer to decide how much money the dealer will make on each transaction. Your call -