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My Speed Triple Is All Spiffed Up Once Again

This past weekend, my Triumph got it’s seasonal look-see. It’s got a new set of tires, new chain & sprockets, fluids are good – I’m officially ready to hit the road. I feel better, knowing that everything is in tip top shape. Not that I had any doubts. But, it had been sitting in the garage, un-loved for the better part of two months while the DRZ got all the wintertime action.

In many ways, I don’t have the same relationship with the DRZ as I do with the Triple. For obvious reason, the DRZ taking a dirtnap is far less catastrophic than the Speed Triple doing it. So I guess I kind of ignored the Triumph throughout the sandy, slippery and salty winter.

There was also the matter of a pesky slow leak in the Triple’s squared-off, balding rear tire. I’m sure Kenny was only too happy to not have me come batting my eyelashes and asking him to change my tires until the garage warmed up a bit anyway.

Kenny is the unsung hero of my riding life. I keep telling myself that he likes working with his hands, but sometimes when the profanity cloud gets really thick over the garage I feel some serious pangs of guilt. It’s tough to know that he’s out there skinning his knuckles on my behalf.

All in all though, we are really a great team. I ride, he wrenches. Works for me! ;)

I’ve been riding the Triple for the last couple weekends and it has felt FANTASTIC. I really missed it.

How was your weekend?

Postcard: Greetings from Chief Joseph Scenic Highway

May 2005

Hi Everyone-

We spent the night at the Cody Motor Lodge in Cody, Wyoming where we saw on the news that the Beartooth Pass from Red Lodge, Montana had been closed because of mudslides. Unfortunately that was the way we were going to head in to Yellowstone. We took an alternate route going up and over the Chief Joseph Scenic Highway. That’s where we snapped this picture.

While we were stopped, a lady pulled over and told us that the road ahead was covered in snow and ice. We decided that we could turn around if we needed to and kept going forward. I’m glad we did. It was only a snowy winter wonderland for a few miles. We emerged on the back side of the pass unscathed and pretty excited about what we’d just seen.

This was a day I’ll never forget.

This photo was taken in May of 2005 when Kenny and I rode from Long Island to Yellowstone National Park. It still stands as one of the most memorable trips of my life.

Do you have motorcycle trip “postcards” to share? Leave a link in the comments!

Unexplained Sighting on the Road – Your Theories Needed!

A few years back, while coming home one night on the bike I witnessed something that haunts me to this day.

It was about 11pm when Kenny and I pulled up to the last traffic light on our route home. Under the hum of the streetlamp the two of us sat there at the red light with no other cars around. What we saw could not be immediately explained away. I’d never seen anything like it before or since.

We both looked at each other with a “what the hell…?” expression, unable to make heads or tails of what we saw. Strewn through the 3-way intersection, were hundreds and hundreds of golden brown pancakes. There were no cartons or wrappers or containers, just… pancakes. It was the damnedest thing!

  • How did they get there?
  • Who was carrying them and why?
  • Is the truth out there or will I be left to wonder for all eternity?!

Do you have any theories on the pancakes? Have you ever spotted anything strangely unexplainable on the road?