Paso Owner Ramblings
Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 2:57 am
I see my bike in the shed - all gleaming - sitting there waiting for the next ride. The numbers on the fairing still stand out as vividly as the day we met - 906. I think of the miles we've spent together - the places we've been - the fun we've had.
The hours of just being together - doing maintance - putting in new blood & belts & bits - doing all the wash & wax & polish so she looks good when out & about.
I think of the looks she creates on other people's face, while sitting at traffic lights, or just riding by.......
I remember the 'little moments' we've had at times - the bits that are just part of her 'character'........ :umm:
I think of how happy she gets when she sees another bike with the same badge thats on her fuel tank............
Memories of the big trips me & the other half have done, all fully loaded up with the pack-rack & tankbag - laden down & on a mission........
Think of the hours spent just looking at her for the helluva it, or just 'because' - knowing that always a grin is created in doing that...... :lick:
And yet - I still feel like a traitor, cos my baby is for sale.
The cover she had last night, is now on another bike - which also sits beside her & waits........but waits there with just a bit less character & soul, & with none of 'our' history & past...
Part of me knows that the same 'good stuff' lies ahead with her replacement, yet a big part of me is also wondering if the new bike will end up selling instead of 'her'.............
Hmmmm - decisions - decisions...........which will probably be decided by whoever turns up with some money I suppose.
The hours of just being together - doing maintance - putting in new blood & belts & bits - doing all the wash & wax & polish so she looks good when out & about.
I think of the looks she creates on other people's face, while sitting at traffic lights, or just riding by.......
I remember the 'little moments' we've had at times - the bits that are just part of her 'character'........ :umm:
I think of how happy she gets when she sees another bike with the same badge thats on her fuel tank............
Memories of the big trips me & the other half have done, all fully loaded up with the pack-rack & tankbag - laden down & on a mission........
Think of the hours spent just looking at her for the helluva it, or just 'because' - knowing that always a grin is created in doing that...... :lick:
And yet - I still feel like a traitor, cos my baby is for sale.
The cover she had last night, is now on another bike - which also sits beside her & waits........but waits there with just a bit less character & soul, & with none of 'our' history & past...
Part of me knows that the same 'good stuff' lies ahead with her replacement, yet a big part of me is also wondering if the new bike will end up selling instead of 'her'.............
Hmmmm - decisions - decisions...........which will probably be decided by whoever turns up with some money I suppose.