[Today’s Run: Limerock Road 4.0 miles]
For awhile I was a motorcycle rider. This is my final and best motorcycle. It was a BMW K-75. I bought it from a guy in Denver and it had about 70,000 miles on it if I remember correctly. That is a lot of seat-time on a motorcycle of this size. And the guy had done this “custom” paint job and a few other little things.
K-75 has a 750-cc triple inline engine, shaft drive, single-sided swing arm, dual disk front brakes. This one had the hard bags and faring. It runs smooth, like riding on a sewing machine. It also is quiet compared to the HD-style machines.
I had it for a couple of years (circa 1999-2000) then got out of the motorcycle thing; sold it to another guy in Fort Collins.
My longest day on it was a drive from Estes Park, south to I-70, west and north over Berthoud Pass, north through Winter Park/Fraser, Granby to Walden, through the Poudre Canyon to Stove Prairie Road, back south to Big Thompson Canyon and west to Estes Park. It ran smooth all the way.
I ran across these pictures while defragging my computer disk.
Motorcycle riding is a solitary activity. Kind of like running in that regard. You have your own little shell: helmet, leathers, boots, gloves.
On the other hand you are more in touch with the landscape, the bumps in the road, and especially the smells along the way. You go under the shade of a tree and you feel the cool air just for an instant.
It is totally different from driving in a car.