Herm21
Been Around the Block
My buddy has a nice little custom Sporty and being 85* here today we decided to go on a little ride up the Gulf coast. Riding along the Gulf of Mexico is about the only nice riding around this part of Florida. The coastal side roads have lots of neat little cafés and bars on the water and most have outside decks making for very cool little pit stops. The bike is running great and sounds awesome, even next to the Sportys load open pipes I can distinctively hear the twins howl when I step on her, I kept getting goose bumps!!!
After about 45min of riding we stopped off at this cool little place on the water, had a Blackended Grouper sandwich (nothing better than fresh Florida grouper) and a few Heinekens. We then headed off again but now started heading southeast and back towards home. We made another stop, again on the water, but this place had a live band and boat docking area where you could tie off and walk up to the deck right off your boat. There were quite a few girls in bikinis dancing around that apparently came off the boats. It was a great little party place. We hung out for awhile here
So on the way home theres a about a 2 mile long bridge,3 lanes both ways. Surprisingly there was not a lot of traffic on it today. We were cruising each in our own lane when Scott decided to open up the Harley, I could hear she was full open and surprisingly he pulled away from me very quickly. It was right then that I decided it was time. I dropped to 4th and opened the throttle, went to 70 to 80 then tucked in real tight shifted to 5th passed Scott easily, and in no time was screaming at about 8500rpm and doing about 108!! YEAH!! She ran it real smooth and probably had a little more for me, but I backed her down then. It was absolutely exhilarating!!!
Ive hit about 150mph on my F3 before, but this is a completely different feeling, I mean completely different. More adrenaline and definitely more fear. The fear is probably because it's a 35year old bike that was put together by my own hands and there's always that little thought in the back of my mind wondering if something will fail But not today, today the Ton was Done!
After about 45min of riding we stopped off at this cool little place on the water, had a Blackended Grouper sandwich (nothing better than fresh Florida grouper) and a few Heinekens. We then headed off again but now started heading southeast and back towards home. We made another stop, again on the water, but this place had a live band and boat docking area where you could tie off and walk up to the deck right off your boat. There were quite a few girls in bikinis dancing around that apparently came off the boats. It was a great little party place. We hung out for awhile here
So on the way home theres a about a 2 mile long bridge,3 lanes both ways. Surprisingly there was not a lot of traffic on it today. We were cruising each in our own lane when Scott decided to open up the Harley, I could hear she was full open and surprisingly he pulled away from me very quickly. It was right then that I decided it was time. I dropped to 4th and opened the throttle, went to 70 to 80 then tucked in real tight shifted to 5th passed Scott easily, and in no time was screaming at about 8500rpm and doing about 108!! YEAH!! She ran it real smooth and probably had a little more for me, but I backed her down then. It was absolutely exhilarating!!!
Ive hit about 150mph on my F3 before, but this is a completely different feeling, I mean completely different. More adrenaline and definitely more fear. The fear is probably because it's a 35year old bike that was put together by my own hands and there's always that little thought in the back of my mind wondering if something will fail But not today, today the Ton was Done!
