Almost two weeks have gone by without me putting virtual pen to virtual paper. I can not make excuse for this lack of writing. I've done very little riding over the past week or so, other than my daily commute - and even that has been cut short due to thunderstorms and miserable heat that frankly sucks whatever desire I've had to ride out of me.
Add the usual distractions and obligations of my normal job, my self-employment, home upkeep and demands of family and friends it's remarkable that I get out at all. So with the weekend fast approaching I thought I would get out and ride, with or without Susan. I was planning on possibly riding out to Tarpon Springs but again life reared it's ugly head and nipped those plans in the bud. The oil change light came on AND it was time to have the bike checked over.
Somehow I managed to put 10,000 miles on her and it's time to have Kimmie looked over. I don't expect any surprises. Despite my issues with the dealership, they are a well established and reputable group. I am not sure with the warranty would cover any work needed. I am just not sure if I want to deal with the dealership again. Nor am I sure I would trust another mechanic. Normally if I have any work done on Kimmie I take her to a small shop in Zephyrhills. They do a good job and have earned my respect and trust, I really can't say that about many dealerships. The only time I would be able to have the work done on the bike would be Saturday. If she's going to get looked over they might as well change the oil as well.
As it so happens Saturdays are the only days I have to myself. Where I don't have any pressing commitments or "things to do." I can certainly put off the work that needs done, but I've the time and the money and no plans. This is the day to do it.
Truthfully though the more I ride the less I realize I know about my machine. The more I learn the more I become concerned. There was a clear "thunk" the other night on the right hand side of the bike. I listened, pulled over and looked the best I could...and could find nothing wrong. I chalked it up to something on the road but I rode in weary of issues. Kimmie has become my main means of transportation in all types of weather and I have fallen in love with riding.
I can't imagine not riding now. It's in my blood. So yea, I'll give up a free Saturday to get the work done. In the long run it's worth it.