My sweet daughter made sure I woke up to celebrate the very moment I turned 44.
She got back to sleep, me…
Not so much.
Too many things going through my brain to be able to get back to sleep. The biggest being that I’m going on a ride today and I’m really looking forward to it.
Should be a good day. Keep an eye on instagram for some pictures.
I’m still riding. Not nearly as often as I would like, but to be honest I never have been able to ride every day all day… So I guess I’ve never been able to. However, it is even less now, and like to be that way for several years. I miss the motorcycle, but my Darling Daughter is a different sort of amazing.
I just want to apologize to those who might miss my blogging. I want to thank both of you for reading over the years =P
Hopefully I’ll figure out how to keep writing, I do miss it and I still have motorcycle adventures that I would like to share.
Here’s to hoping you get to read them someday.
I really haven’t done much planing before this week for the 2018 Spring Trip. On Monday I realized it was a month away and I hadn’t even started planning.
I suppose that’s not completely true. We have dates picked out and we know we’ll be riding our motorcycles somewhere… we’re just not sure where yet.
I have many excuses/reasons for not planing the trip.
The first is based on what happened last year. Last years winter was so bad that the roads we were going to ride are still not fixed. I really didn’t want to wasted my much more limited time with the chance that all that time would be wasted.
The second reason is that I just haven’t had that much time to plan. My darling daughter has been taking so much of my attention lately. Not that I begrudge her the time. These moments when she’s still really little are precious.
The final reason is that up until this last week I didn’t even have my own motorcycle in the garage. The desire to plan a ride is diminished when the future of your motorcycle is in doubt.
With two of those no longer being relevant I’ve started planing. With the remaining reason helping.
Depending on how much she helps I plan on having a plan soon…
Seven weeks. Seven long weeks. Forty nine days with out my motorcycle. For better or for worse it went quickly, I have another little thing to keep my attention right now.
I also am lucky enough to have other two wheeled options in my garage.
That being said I really like my motorcycle. Nothing else I’ve ever ridden has been as fun. It’s the perfect bike for any paved road. So it was hard to be without it for so long.
Apparently it just takes a while to get a dash and ecu from Ducati. Luckily they paid for it all to be replaced so I’m not too upset. The dealership has only had one other 939 come in with this problem so hopefully it’s not something that I’ll have to deal with again.
I’m not too worried. I got the five year extended warranty.
All good things must come to an end.
After almost 12 years of riding to work nearly every day, I’m now driving three days a week.
Why you ask. I’ll tell you why. I am the proud father of the most precious child that ever was.
Here she is keeping an eye on things while I work on Mom’s motorcycle.
Sadly this precious thing need someone to take care of her, and since Mom and Dad have to work full time to afford to feed and shelter her (and themselves) we must get her to Grandma and Grandpa who conveniently live near my place of employment. Sadly it’s illegal to take her on the motorcycle, so drive we must.
It’s only slightly less painful than a bad dentist appointment.
It’s been three weeks since I found out that my bike was going to need a new dash and ECU, and wait is killing me.
It could be worse, I could be not riding at all. Luckily I have my wife and friends bikes to fall back on when mine isn’t available. It has gotten so bad that I’m actually having dreams about riding the hyperstrada, which I can’t recall doing before I was forced to be without it for so long.
I did call them and ask what was going on, I was told the dash and ECU are on backorder and they have three in the shop waiting for them. No ETA… of course.
Last week on the way to work my motorcycle decided to lose it’s mind. The dash lit up like a Christmas tree and while the bike seemed to be running fine I decided not to risk anything. Luckily my Dad has a trailer we have set up for this sort of thing.
It has been ages since I’ve taken my motorcycle anywhere but Nichols, however since I’m really hoping this will be warranty work I needed to take it to a Dealership, and the closest one to my house is Munroe Motors. Sadly you can’t just drop a motorcycle off these days. You need an appointment. Which means I’ve been a week without my Hyperstrada and just yesterday it finally got in to be looked at.
I’ll keep you posted once I know what is going on. Hoping for the best.