I was parking my bike the other day, and after I got off I was inspecting my chain for looseness since the throttle seemed a bit hesitant. This guy walks up and complements me on my bike. (It’s a Ducati it happens) I thank him and of course he rides and was noticing the not stock mirrors and seat and it becomes clear that he knows his Ducatis :). I mention that the seat had to be replaced since after 200 miles the stock one is torture.
“After 200 miles? How many miles do you put on that thing?”
“Um 15000 in the last year, and I’m riding to LA this Wednesday.”
“Your riding to LA on a naked motorcycle?”
“Yeah,… It’s not that bad. I mean the wind holds you up and…” He looks at me in disbelief. “Really it’s not bad” I say.
The conversation moved on to different motorcycles from there.. and that I really only ever wanted a faring to help with the cold. But he said in disbelief at least twice more. “I can’t believe your riding to LA. (on that)”
I laughed. It was his parting comment as I wished him well with his riding.
Really it’s not that bad.