The following Saturday I got up early to see why my front wheel had a flat spot in it. I couldn't get the front tire to seat properly. I don't let things like square wheels stop me so I rode it anyway. It didn't bounce to badly at over 50. But when slowing down it was interesting seeing the front end bob up and down.
I checked the wheel to see if it was true. But that checked out ok. Only thing left, was to pull the tire off and check it out. I had my suspicions. Sure enough the duct tape used to cover the spoke nipples had worked its way to close to the seating surface and the bead was getting hung up on it. Easy fix and the tire is back on and round this time. We have to try it out to see how good it works.
I figure 290 miles ought to do it. I ask Cathy if she would like to go for a short ride and of course she says, "yes".
Minutes latter we are dressed and at one of the most important places we go on our bikes.
We head out towards Devore and soon are in the mountains going towards Wrightwood. We are headed for the twisties down the back way to Littlerock for breakfast. It is a beautiful day and the round tire is much better then the square one.
When we get to our breakfast stop and the waitress is to busy to waite the table since there is two other people there. We are back on the bikes back tracking our way into the mountains. We decide to stop at a pinic site we saw on the way up.
Cathy has brought some nice sandwhiches and the table in the shade is a perfect spot to enjoy them.
Found a nice place for the bikes to rest also.
We sat there and watched the sportbikes rip around this turn.
Sorry Tracy, but here's a picture of me getting ready to head out.
We take a little different route back to the 15 Freeway and cross over heading towards Silverwood Lake. Some really nice tight turns starting out before we get to the open area near Cleghorn (site of my crash). The wind is blowing very hard and as we cross over the bridges we feel like the bikes are being picked up off the ground. Really a strage feeling. We slow back down to under 50 and it is not to bad. I can't imagine what it must have been like for Cathy. Her and her bike are a lot lighter than me and the XR.
We stop for fuel and snacks at Running Springs. I go to pay for the food and discover that I have lost the cash I had in my wallet last time we stopped for gas. But I always have my plastic, so it is no problem.
Have to go eat. Be back latter.
[ June 13, 2006: Message edited by: MIKE909 ]