Jiminy. I just discovered that it has been three months since I last posted, or even looked at, my blog. I am being terribly remiss and neglectful. Truth is, there hasn't been much riding. And what riding there has been has been more along touring the same ol', same ol' spots. Who wants to read about, much less write about, the same places that I have outlined a time or two in the past?
Life has changed so much. Moving to a new house, Monster moving in (and not nearly as independent as previously advertised), having to deal much more closely with some extended family members that I would personally love to never see again. A change in jobs (my company was purchased by a much larger one in March), and while I LOVE the new company the responsibilities and expectations are much higher. Not a problem if you have the time to learn, unlike me who gets to do it in my spare time as I have a client to service 40+ hours a week.
It all culminates down to motivation and time. Over the last couple months we have ridden a little. We (I) have worked a paying gig as an official Motorcycle Marshal for a bicycle race south of Atlanta, in pouring rain. We had the great pleasure of running around with Mike over at Scooter for Fun. I wish we had more time with him here. I would have loved for him to see our "mountains" and enjoy some of the twisty roads in our area, sans frost heave.
I was recently in New Jersey for a training class. I just missed out on meeting up with Jack the Riepe as I came down with stomach flu. Then picked up a head cold on the way home. I missed out on a beautiful 4 day weekend over Memorial Day. Oilburner and I had planned on a beautiful time on the Blue Ridge Parkway. Unfortunately, I just wanted to ride the sofa and sleep. Crap, crap, crap.
We managed to get on the bikes on Sunday afternoon and tool up to nearby Lake Burton with a lovely marina and grill that makes great hamburgers. So a short jaunt of 200 miles, but bittersweet as we contemplated all that is occurring in life and making a change in our activities that are more in line with what life is calling for right now.
Oilburner had already removed his marshalling accessories. He opted for the wash and wax on Monday while I slept and read. It was the big red machine's turn during the week to be dismantled to remove her accessories, and she was washed and waxed yesterday. Both bikes are clean and polished, getting ready to be shipped to their new owners.
I'm not sure what life will have in store for us for the next little bit. I'm looking at it with some trepidation. Giving up something that brings me so much enjoyment, escape, and pleasure.