The Rocky Road to Red Lodge
We arrived safe and sound in Red Lodge, about 10 minutes after Christian, Shari, and the kids (the in-laws). The scooter was an instant hit with Josh, Zach, and even Evan, who could barely see over the handlebars. It was easy to get on, easy to get off, and unique enough that the kids had a blast climbing on it and saying 'brrrrm brrrm'.
Whe we finally arrived, we set up, and Christain (my brother-in-law) who had brought his Kawi-k100, hopped onto our bikes and set off to explore the town. Officially we were on a mission to procure some bug spray and beer, but everyone knew that we were just in it for the ride.
The KOA campground is about 4 miles out of Red Lodge, and the highway into town is fast and straight, so there isn’t much for feeling the curves, but we made the best of it. My speedo cable must have vibrated loose again on the trip down, because no matter how hard I twisted the throttle, I was still going 0 miles per hour. Christian, however, told me that the fastest I went was 47 miles per hour...which was astounding to me, since the fastest I had had it before was 40 mph. But at 47 it felt like there was still a bit of throttle left.
Still not starting when warm, however. Might be an electrical issue?
It is very nice just riding with someone. It is like building a relationship: You test out where each other are at, you take turns leading, you position yourself for maximum visibility, you feel safer and more substantial somehow. There are some great metaphors for marriage in there that need some sorting out...
Looking forward to more rides tomorrow.
Whe we finally arrived, we set up, and Christain (my brother-in-law) who had brought his Kawi-k100, hopped onto our bikes and set off to explore the town. Officially we were on a mission to procure some bug spray and beer, but everyone knew that we were just in it for the ride.
The KOA campground is about 4 miles out of Red Lodge, and the highway into town is fast and straight, so there isn’t much for feeling the curves, but we made the best of it. My speedo cable must have vibrated loose again on the trip down, because no matter how hard I twisted the throttle, I was still going 0 miles per hour. Christian, however, told me that the fastest I went was 47 miles per hour...which was astounding to me, since the fastest I had had it before was 40 mph. But at 47 it felt like there was still a bit of throttle left.
Still not starting when warm, however. Might be an electrical issue?
It is very nice just riding with someone. It is like building a relationship: You test out where each other are at, you take turns leading, you position yourself for maximum visibility, you feel safer and more substantial somehow. There are some great metaphors for marriage in there that need some sorting out...
Looking forward to more rides tomorrow.
posted by creativisualist at 12:17 PM
5 Comments:
Did you say speedo?
oooo...ouch. I should post a picture of my speedo vibrating loose. :)
too funny sporto.
mike:
are you saying that the speedo that you are wearing is vibrating loose ??
bobskoot
Your are Nice. And so is your site! Maybe you need some more pictures. Will return in the near future.
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Great site loved it alot, will come back and visit again.
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