Tagged: riding

Wishing to Ride

The weather has been so perfect here in WV today. I’ve seen all these motorcycles out, groups of them, just enjoying the twisty roads and the beautiful day. I wish I had my bike down here so I could just get away for a bit. Hopefully when I get back home, I’ll get a few rides in before the weather gets too chilly but I won’t be back until early October. Unless the BF decides to buy me heated gear then maybe I can extend my season!

ps – after reading “unless the BF decides to buy me heated gear”, I felt very greedy or something. I don’t want to give the impression that expect it, rather, it would be a generous gesture from him but totally on his own accord. I would love to have some heated gear, but as a fledgling design company of one, it is not something I could purchase for myself right now.

Riding my Ride

As always it’s nice to spend time at the parent’s house in West Virginia. It’s fun living in the city but it’s nice to have somewhere a little off the beaten path to go and take it easy. Coffee on the porch with dad in the morning is pretty hard to beat. Unless it’s a cold beer on the porch in the afternoon. 🙂

It’s been good practice having the bike down here, especially since I’ll be riding solo for the first time in a few days! They live off of a nice twisty road so I’ve been taking the bike out every day and just riding. I’ll pick an errand to run simply because it’s efficient but I’m really just practicing those turns. I’ve been taking the same direction every day but am going to have to go the other way before I leave. There is a left hand, blind, upward hairpin turn that I have to do at least once.

After I ride the roads for a bit, I go over to the university parking lot and practice slow-speed turns. The students are gone for the summer so there are no cars in the lot. I’ve had a couple of good figure eights but definitely nervous with no around to pick the bike up if I drop it soooo… there will be no bike dropping!

So I did that hairpin turn and I’m embarrassed to say that it was not graceful or done well but it’s been done. Sigh. Maybe next time!

eeek! The First Lesson!

So after three mornings at the DMV (oy) the bike is now registered with us. Despite the ‘oy’ at spending three mornings at the DMV I really never waited that long and honestly, it’s a fairly efficient system. The third day was because of a mistake on their part, which, while yay! that it wasn’t my mistake, what can you do? I don’t even want to know how many registrations and licenses and titles and permits they process in a day. It’s New York. There is always a line and there is always traffic. And I give a lot of credit to the boyfriend who was extremely thorough in filling out the paperwork. The one part he missed, which caused the second day, was completely understandable. The wording made the signature seem optional rather than mandatory.

Anyway, more on the DMV than you want to know or I meant to write about! Around five pm, he (will almost always refer to the boyfriend) calls and asks if I feel like going out and having my first lesson. Sure! Why not? It’s a lovely Friday evening.

So we’re in the parking lot behind our building and you know, just getting a feel for the weight of the bike. He wants me to see how far I can go before the bike becomes too heavy to hold up and so forth. I had to ask him,  though, if there was a limit for him on his bike. He’s taller than me and I couldn’t help thinking if he doesn’t have that problem, I don’t want to have that problem! He assured me, though, that yes, he does have the same limit because that’s a lot of bike to hold up when the full weight is on one leg! Ok. I don’t feel like a wimp or anything. 🙂 And then of course, I rev the throttle without realizing it and then hit the break so I don’t hit the wall and woo! popped my first wheelie! *embarrassed shake of the head* SO lucky that damn thing didn’t flip over on me. Geez.

He decides it may be a little to small in the parking area and that I’d be better off on a street. We head off to an industrial area in Brooklyn that isn’t that heavily trafficked and I get the feel of the clutch, neutral, etc. And then my next fun moment, I let the clutch go too soon, the wheel is turned to the right, I try to brake and suddenly me and the ground have a moment together and the bike is on the ground. Nice. *another embarrassed shake of the head* It got better after that and one hopes that these mistakes now make for a better driver later!

Now it begins for ME!

BMW GS 650

BMW GS 650

SO excited! The boyfriend went into the city today to meet with his co-worker becaaaause… he was buying his bike for ME!
I had seen the bike once before but I wasn’t sure if it was right for me. It felt a little high and heavy and, as time has passed, I remembered it being a darker shade of a bright blue. It is not, as you can see. It is actually a very nice silvery blue.
I finally heard the beep-beep as he passed in front of the building to go into the parking area. I had my jeans on in no time and ran downstairs! And it wasn’t too high! And it wasn’t to heavy! Phew! Now – I just have to learn to ride it! Can’t wait!