w00t! Here she is, a pearl white Honda Shadow Spirt VT750 DC:
I picked her up last night after work. I couldn’t sleep the night beforehand, I felt like a kid waiting for Christmas. I had signed all the papers at the dealership two nights before, and gotten the insurance taken care of one day before and Friday was to be the RMV to tranfer the registration from the Kawasaki to the Honda. So when I woke up on Friday to bright sunny skies as the forecast had promise, I was very excited.
At lunch it started to rain, and I got a bit nervous. But it seemed to be one of those quick hard thunderstorms and the sun was back out in less then an hour. . .But less then a half hour of sun, and it was more dark ominous clouds and thunderstorms. I checked Weather.com, and it didn’t look good. Perhaps those big swatches of red and yellow would pass to the south of us? I hoped it would.
When 5pm came, I talked to my ride who was to meet me at my place, and then I took off. . .and as I stepped outside, big giant raindrops had begun to fall. The skies were going to open again, releasing a torrent of water: I had to make it to my car quickly before I got soaked.
No sooner had I gotten in my car then the rain came hard. Leaving the parking lot, I heard this odd noise and noticed hail! It was hailing! What was going on? Would it clear up and dry off by the time I got to the Honda dealership? The drive home wasn’t promising: more rain and dark clouds all along the way. I could see sunny skies to the south, north and fortunately west of me. But I wasn’t sure how long it would take for the storm to pass overhead.
I got home and it was still sprinkling out. My ride picked me up (Hi Phil!), and we headed off to the dealership, where it was still raining. The sales guy who sold me the bike asked if I wanted to pick the bike up tonight with a intonation of disbelief in his voice. It may be sprinkling out, and the roads still a bit wet, but not even the fact that I really hadn’t ridden in the rain before was going to keep my from my new baby.
Besides, I only live 5 minutes from the dealership. So I told him yes.
About a half hour later I was headed home on the bike, the rain had stopped, but the roads were still a bit wet. I didn’t care at all: I had my new (to me) bike. It’ll take a bit to get used to the different layout of it. As the Kawasaki had the foot levers straight down, unlike the Honda which has them out in front of me (and unlike sport bikes which has them behind you, the Kawa was a breed of her own). The gear shifter automatically returns on the Honda. Yes, I know that is supposed to happen on all bikes, but the Kawa has . . .issues. I would just lightly tap it with my foot to knock it down after shifting. With the Honda I can just crank the throttle back and mad shift. Ohhh boy is it fun. I’ll know what I’ll be doing tomorrow: