Pine
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Thanks All!!
Well the 2005 Vstar 650 is home next to the Vstar 1100. I think we did well with just over 6000 miles, we picked up the 650 for $2850.
I have some friends in Sunday school that are riders so we just made a complete "thing" of the deal. We left church early, my wife and I rode the 1100 and the friends on their spider. First we rode on the interstate about 30 miles to the point to pay for the bike and get the title and keys. Since it was mothers day, the guy that owned the bike was not going to be home when we went to pick it up. From there it was all back road and two lane highway, through some very pretty/lush/green country landscape. After about 55 miles, we stopped for lunch, at some little "country store restaurant.. this is what Cracker Barrel "wishes: it could be. Ahhhh the south in 2014.. the place was just a converted OLD house, the silverware was stored in an old pie safe (you grabbed your own) .. food was plentiful and yes mostly fried... Oh I ALMOST dropped the BIKE!!!! OH GAHHHH so scary. The parking lot was just "slag" gravel and when I put my boot down to let my wife hop off, it slipped and kept slipping... I kept yelling for her to "get off get off now" ... just as I was about to loose it, the friend came over and kept the bike from actually going over. Didn't spoil anyone's appetite though! While we ate, a large downpour ensued lasting about 5 minutes, after which the sun burst out and dried the seats completely, just had to wipe off the windshield. ( GOD IS GOOD).
Back on the road, we continued through even more lush greenery with giant white oaks completely covering the roads, past fields filled with lush winter rye and black Angus. We finally got back on the main ( still 2 lane) highway and I took back the lead going straight to where my wife's new bike was. About 1 mile away the bottom dropped out... it was miserable... and for me a little scary. I am a fair weather rider, this was not my normal stomping grounds and I had my wife on the back. No problem, just throttled back and took it slow. We arrived at the place. The bike was in the garage, fully gassed and ready to go. We did a check of the bike and our friend, the president of the local CMA, did a "blessing of the bike" just for her.
The rain stopped, and we got back on the road for the final trip home. We had gone about 110 miles so far. My wife had never ridden anything but the savage, and on that only on dry roads and mostly on the very low stress Natchez Trace. SHE DID GREAT. We used our new fangled SENA helmets and I talked her through all the take-offs, stops, and bumps. Our friend lead, wife in the "rocking chair" and me following up. After 30 miles we made a pit stop and filled up the bikes. The weather continued to harass us the entire time, but no downpours like before.. just drizzle followed by sun.. then more drizzle.
We hit the final road.. which I had not been on... talk about "trial by fire" for my wife! This was curvy with most curves being "switchbacks". Since we were dodging rain we really could not take it too slow, so I just tried to talk her through the curves. I kept building her confidence... but really she just did really well anyway. It was only about 70 miles that she had to ride to get home. No misadventures!
Thus begins the "Pine's Motorcycle Gang". Though we may just join the CMA.
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