On Sunday, I left Long Island bright and early setting off to do my first long day ride on the Bonneville. Yes, I’ve ridden the Bonnie all day before but not with the same wide arc of distance and speed that I would normally use my Tiger for. Riding all day and barely covering 200 miles feels a whole lot different than knocking out 400 miles on what I now believe to be a torture rack of a saddle.
Even with the pain in my ass, I immensely enjoyed my day. Up to this point I hadn’t noticed just how hard the Bonnie’s gel seat is. My butt cheeks didn’t hurt or feel tingly, it was more like an boney ache in ischium. (Yes, I had to look up what the butt bones were called.) By the time I made it back home around 7:30pm, it was sad times in the back of my pants.
I really like the way the current seat looks in shape and with the red stitching. In the interest of science, I’m going to give it a few more long rides to see if my butt is just out of practice from the long winter or if the seat really is a challenge. I really don’t want to buy anything else. ::sigh::