Pragmatic Approach to NAFO

[painman]

Very nice pics Doc. Your very brave traveling that far with Michael. He can take some decent photos once in a while though....PM. <><

 

[James Burleigh]

4. Posing with the flag girls when stopped for road construction only makes you look older

Who you callin' old?! :angry:

Don't answer that question!

Thanks for sharing and welcome back. Just one question. How do Silent and JB decide who gets the sidecar?

Whoever wasn't in the barrel the day before....

 

[Toecutter]

4. Posing with the flag girls when stopped for road construction only makes you look older

Who you callin' old?! :angry:

Just another excuse to stop, AGAIN!!! Frickin' Candy Asses....

 

[James Burleigh]

4. Posing with the flag girls when stopped for road construction only makes you look older

Who you callin' old?! :angry:

Just another excuse to stop, AGAIN!!! Frickin' Candy Asses....

They MADE us stop, Toe. Really! Aw, man....

 

[Toecutter]

They didn't make you dismount and socialize. I would've just sat there, iPod blazing, clutch pulled in, ready to roll....like a machine.

"He can't be reasoned with. He just rides and eats, only stopping for more gasoline".

 

[Silent]

I didn't see no gas station there either :blink:

 

[James Burleigh]

...like a machine.
"He can't be reasoned with. He just rides and eats, only stopping for more gasoline".

I KNEW it! Didn't I tell you, Silent. "Man, that guy's a machine!"

However, this was the only one of two three four a bunch of times I got impatient with Silent. We were at the front of a line of about 30 cages when the Flag Babes finally let us proceed. It was an unprecedented moment in the history of the National Park system!--two motorcycles with 50 miles of park roads ahead of them AND NO CAGES in front. We went about 100 yards and Silent pulls over! I watched in agony as the cars started to roll by us at 2 MPH, taking pictures from behind the wheel. I gasped over the mike: "No! What are we stopping for?!" Well, enough said.... A very tragic moment in the history of motorcycling....

 

[Toecutter]

I didn't see no gas station there either :blink:

Says the man who really knows now how to hunt for a gas station.

It was an unprecedented moment in the history of the National Park system!--two motorcycles with 50 miles of park roads ahead of them AND NO CAGES in front. We went about 100 yards and Silent pulls over! I watched in agony as the cars started to roll by us at 2 MPH, taking pictures from behind the wheel.

I LOVE passing other vehicles, but only once per. Pass you twice, shame on me. Pass you three times, well, why even bother being out there? The destination is the journey for me. That's why I usually ride alone, so I set the pace I want. Sometime a little bit faster than the flow of traffic, sometimes a lot, but never slower than, unless I'm with others.

It was by choice, so I'm not complainin' much. I made it home with 25 minutes to spare. A near-perfect SS1K....No tickets, no serious fatigue (due to a 45 minute rest at the Whoa Nellie Deli while I waited for light to escort me through the park).

 

[Silent]

I didn't see no gas station there either :blink:

Says the man who really knows now how to hunt for a gas station.

It was an unprecedented moment in the history of the National Park system!--two motorcycles with 50 miles of park roads ahead of them AND NO CAGES in front. We went about 100 yards and Silent pulls over! I watched in agony as the cars started to roll by us at 2 MPH, taking pictures from behind the wheel.

I LOVE passing other vehicles, but only once per. Pass you twice, shame on me. Pass you three times, well, why even bother being out there? The destination is the journey for me. That's why I usually ride alone, so I set the pace I want. Sometime a little bit faster than the flow of traffic, sometimes a lot, but never slower than, unless I'm with others.

It was by choice, so I'm not complainin' much. I made it home with 25 minutes to spare. A near-perfect SS1K....No tickets, no serious fatigue (due to a 45 minute rest at the Whoa Nellie Deli while I waited for light to escort me through the park).

Actually I think I've addressed the fuel issue and the overheating under very slow uphill climbs while following a piss poor guide car driver :dribble: :dribble: :dribble: . Turns out my Power Comander wasn't set properly for reading the throttle percentage, so I'm thinking the fuel mapping was all FUBAR'd because it didn't know where it was. Might make for more than 170 miles a tank now, I'll have to check that one out.

Glad to hear we didn't stop you from getting your SS1K Toe! Grats! :clapping: