[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.
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.