It’s Sunday arvo and I’m a bit clagged.
I was out late last night and I’m obviously too old for that kind of caper. Not only did I not get to bed until midnight, I was outdoors at Glenreagh and nearly froze.
Today, feeling a little ropy right from the get-go, I took the Husky out to do some much-needed research. Bongil and Piney were magnificent. There was still water and wet clay around – I decked the bike twice – and I had a crack at some very mildly technical going. That bike is beyond belief. Far-frigging-out. I’m still in awe of how good it is.
Today reminded me of some things I should’ve known and taught me a bit about the bike. They were lessons I learned as a youngster, and some sharp reminders were in order. I’ve clearly been accepting things way too comfortably of late.
The first thing was the cold.
I dressed as I dress for long-distance riding. By the time I’d picked up the bike for the second time I was ready to collapse from heat exhaustion. There’s a reason we dressed the way we did when we were racing or tackling challenging terrain. I’ll have to go back to a motocross helmet and apparel that allows more airflow if I’m going to continue running the Husky as a trailbike.
The next common-sense thing I had underlined was working with the bike.
I’m not the raging, fit stallion of a man I tell people I used to be, and tensing up and trying to muscle a 74-horsepower single around is a shortcut to exhaustion. The bike has more than enough muscle to flick me aside without trying, and power delivery is as smooth as butter. I’m going to have to spend some time on the bike consciously relaxing and asking the bike to do the work.
That one is going to take some serious application. I’ve grown way too unfit and lazy.
All that said, I’m seriously in love with the bike, and I had a fabulous time on it today.
The main point of today’s ride was to sort out the tools I was carrying to make sure I had the bike covered. (That’s why the rear wheel’s out in the pic. I didn’t have a flat. I was making sure I could the wheels out when I wasn’t in the shed).
And finding out that kind of thing was the point of today’s ride, after all. No problem with the pinch bolts, of course, but I wasn’t carrying a 27mm axle spanner. Now I am.
The only really annoying thing about the Husky so far is having to remove any luggage to get to the fuel cap. It’s on the rear guard, so pulling up at a bowser can be a major pain in the backside if you’re carrying anything at all.
Everything else about the Husky is sensational. It’s a truly awesome bike. I hope I get to do some more riding on it soon.
Because it was cold when I left this morning I fitted a pair of Giant Loop hand-protectors. I forget what bike I bought them for, but I found them in the shed when I was looking for a rag. They fit the Husky perfectly and not only keep the cold wind off my delicate little princess hands, they keep the controls clean. I like them a lot. I doubt Husky will let me use them – they fitted Husky handguards which are hidden by the Giant Loops – but I’ll ask. They’re a big asset.
After riding in the rain for a day a couple of weeks ago, the blinkers had the weirdest short ever and there was no power to the GPS. When the bike dried out everything came good again, so I can’t imagine it being anything too serious. Still, I’d rather it didn’t happen.
Craig will sort it out.
I actually got to ride the Dominator into town and back yesterday, just to do an errand.
What a great bike.
PS: Go Rossi!