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This is a shameless post simply to grab the attention of a gentleman I met yesterday during a 450 mile ride. I met him at 'The Bridge' along Skaggs Springs Road.... a popular spot to pose, a popular road to ride. He was aboard a red Bandit, with a Scorp' can, Givi screen, and comfy Corbin. You ready for this? He bought the bike (complete with luggage and SW Motech quick release) for a mere five grand..... and the bike had a mere thousand miles when he bought it!?!!! He knows why I want to contact him.... so if you read this Matt, PM me.... I shoulda given ya my email address.
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My ride yesterday:
Three of us met for breakfast Saturday morning, where the only other people up at that hour were truckers preparing for their day and a waitress who went on and on about her son's recent get-off from a bike. With the early morning sun throwing long shadows of Tres Amigos on their bikes, we started the day via Hwy 12 to Rio Vista where we picked up Montezuma Hills. WooHOO, THIS is gonna be a good RIDE!
Lake Berryessa, Dutcher Creek to Lake Sonoma preceded a stop overlooking Skaggs Springs. We interviewed a couple bikes already up there about any spotting of black helicopters, local fish cops trolling the roads, or.... "fun monitors" out squid hunt'n. None seen, 'copters not heard, clear roads lie ahead. You gotta know that this "Skaggs Springs" road is stretch of wide tarmac that consists of long smooth sweepers in BOTH directions, up hill, down hill, smooooth, free of particulate, FAAAAST!, and with a posted speed limit of "35 mph"....... We behaved, keeping our velocities under 100 mph, ever paranoid that a "fun monitor" is laying in wait to nab us. There was only one other bike on our way to 'the bridge', but there musta been over a dozen Duc's and a couple UJM's kicking back when we got there. No pose'n, just kicking back, sitting on the guard rail, and chatting 'bout bikes. It was here that I spied another Bandit and met it's owner..... and his tires revealed that he's no slouch on a motor! He had a new rear shock absorber from Holeshot on his bike and LOVED it. His comments were that it smooooothed out the rough roads beneath him, kept the tire glued to the tarmac while leaning over and hitting that errant bump that would normally make his bike hop to the side. He also changed out the fluid up front to 5 weight, but complained that he has increased nose-dive on hard braking and rebound that lacks..... he'll be addressing the front-end next.
We then took a route that could be likened to that Star Wars scene where they flew those airborne motorcycles through the trees. The shade was a welcome relief from the sun, the trees were beautiful, and no moss gathered the maze of roads that challenged our skills! Can you say 'FUN!'? Then we did a little "PCH" Pacific Coast Hiway, Hwy 1.
Arriving in Bodega Bay, we stopped at Spud Point Marina for chowder & sandwiches. Jeez, I abused my magic plastic for over twenty bucks to try a crab sammich and cup-o-chowder! ?! Whatever, I gue$$ I enjoyed it....
The last leg of the ride put a bug in my eye, the 'Busa locked up his rear wheel at a sudden light change, and the FZ1 ignored those radar read-outs on Hwy 12 telling him that he wasn't traveling a mere 55. I think we were starting to feel the long day, we were pretty tired. We pulled over in Rio Vista for some water and to give our butts a rest; twenty minutes later we said our Good Byes, anxiously spoke of the next RIDE, then reluctantly boarded our steeds for the ride home.
It was a good day, it was a day with bugs-a-plenty, a day of good roads, cooperative cagers, and Tres Amigos having fun while wandering westerly. Three of us setting out for a RIDE at sunrise..... returning home 450 miles later with the sun setting at our backs. It's been said before, and I'll say it again,
'LIFE IS GOOD!'
And BOY does this Stage 1 work! It really smoooths out the delivery of power, improves throttle response, winds up effortlessly toward red-line. And there's MORE where this (power) comes from!??!
(PM me Matt.....)
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My ride yesterday:
Three of us met for breakfast Saturday morning, where the only other people up at that hour were truckers preparing for their day and a waitress who went on and on about her son's recent get-off from a bike. With the early morning sun throwing long shadows of Tres Amigos on their bikes, we started the day via Hwy 12 to Rio Vista where we picked up Montezuma Hills. WooHOO, THIS is gonna be a good RIDE!
Lake Berryessa, Dutcher Creek to Lake Sonoma preceded a stop overlooking Skaggs Springs. We interviewed a couple bikes already up there about any spotting of black helicopters, local fish cops trolling the roads, or.... "fun monitors" out squid hunt'n. None seen, 'copters not heard, clear roads lie ahead. You gotta know that this "Skaggs Springs" road is stretch of wide tarmac that consists of long smooth sweepers in BOTH directions, up hill, down hill, smooooth, free of particulate, FAAAAST!, and with a posted speed limit of "35 mph"....... We behaved, keeping our velocities under 100 mph, ever paranoid that a "fun monitor" is laying in wait to nab us. There was only one other bike on our way to 'the bridge', but there musta been over a dozen Duc's and a couple UJM's kicking back when we got there. No pose'n, just kicking back, sitting on the guard rail, and chatting 'bout bikes. It was here that I spied another Bandit and met it's owner..... and his tires revealed that he's no slouch on a motor! He had a new rear shock absorber from Holeshot on his bike and LOVED it. His comments were that it smooooothed out the rough roads beneath him, kept the tire glued to the tarmac while leaning over and hitting that errant bump that would normally make his bike hop to the side. He also changed out the fluid up front to 5 weight, but complained that he has increased nose-dive on hard braking and rebound that lacks..... he'll be addressing the front-end next.
We then took a route that could be likened to that Star Wars scene where they flew those airborne motorcycles through the trees. The shade was a welcome relief from the sun, the trees were beautiful, and no moss gathered the maze of roads that challenged our skills! Can you say 'FUN!'? Then we did a little "PCH" Pacific Coast Hiway, Hwy 1.
Arriving in Bodega Bay, we stopped at Spud Point Marina for chowder & sandwiches. Jeez, I abused my magic plastic for over twenty bucks to try a crab sammich and cup-o-chowder! ?! Whatever, I gue$$ I enjoyed it....
The last leg of the ride put a bug in my eye, the 'Busa locked up his rear wheel at a sudden light change, and the FZ1 ignored those radar read-outs on Hwy 12 telling him that he wasn't traveling a mere 55. I think we were starting to feel the long day, we were pretty tired. We pulled over in Rio Vista for some water and to give our butts a rest; twenty minutes later we said our Good Byes, anxiously spoke of the next RIDE, then reluctantly boarded our steeds for the ride home.
It was a good day, it was a day with bugs-a-plenty, a day of good roads, cooperative cagers, and Tres Amigos having fun while wandering westerly. Three of us setting out for a RIDE at sunrise..... returning home 450 miles later with the sun setting at our backs. It's been said before, and I'll say it again,
'LIFE IS GOOD!'
And BOY does this Stage 1 work! It really smoooths out the delivery of power, improves throttle response, winds up effortlessly toward red-line. And there's MORE where this (power) comes from!??!
(PM me Matt.....)
We were out again today to scaggs and had the whole place to ourselves with 80+ degrees weather. Simply awesome 
I just love the big bandito when it comes to running the twisties. It puts my buddies ST4 to shame and it ain't no slouch.
