Friends-
new to the group, but if you will pardon some ramblin'
An absolutely great ride today. I left the house to run some errands around noon and finished by around three. I said to myself, "what the heck, lets run to the mountains". I spun the speedmaster around and headed southeast, letting the bike choose the road. Before I knew it I was on TN 129 heading toward North Carolina. I stopped at Fontana Dam and dug my Ipod out of the saddle bags (One of the errands was to Best Buy for some new 'phones) and fired it up. I generally don't ride with it, but there are no cross streets on the draggon. I dialed up The Who and screwed the throttle on. It was great.
For those who have not had the pleasure of riding the draggon, It is excellent. Banking into the curves with Pete Townsands guitar wailing was a near religious experiance. I saw a whole lot of sport bike (including one dumped on a particularly hairy curve) and several Harleys and "Harley-compatables", but I was the only Brit Iron I saw.
Pirsing wrote in "Zen and the Art of Motorcyle Maintainence" that "The Buddha, the Godhead resides quite as comfortably in the circuits of a digital computer or the gears of a cycle transmission as he does at the top of a mountain or in the petals of a flower." When old Bob wrote that he must have been thinking about the Draggon and a Triumph because Buddha was happy....
Just felt the need to share,
TM
