A Life in Waiting

As it has been quite a bit since my last update, somewhere around a week if I had to guess, I have much to discuss. The reason for me not knowing the exact time of my last post is that I am currently travelling into the city (Manhattan) via Metro North railways to look at a couple of motorcycles for my trip.

I began my motorcycle search a few months ago with a different mindset than I have today. I initially had wanted to ride through Europe on a vintage Moto Guzzi motorcycle. An early 70’s Ambassador to be exact. After watching such movies as The Motorcycle Diaries, I was captured by the romance and appeal of riding an old classic warhorse through the medieval towns of Italy and the rest of old Europe. Well about a month ago I found one that I thought would be perfect. So I grabbed my cousin Jimmy, who is a certified V twin mechanic, and headed up to Northern Connecticut. Long story short, after spending the entire Saturday stuck in traffic, we find a bike that is not suitable for my journey. The amount of time and money that it would have taken to get this bike up to par, was far too high for me to consider. Forgetting the fact that this thing was beautiful, we hop back into the car and drive back home minus a bike.

(Man, I just can’t wait to be one of those annoying foreigners sitting on the train talking way too loudly, making it extremely difficult for any decent human being to type away their life story)

However, the trip was not as much of a waste of time as I had previously imagined. During the ride home, my cousin did an excellent job convincing me that I was making a mistake with pursuing this type of bike. However cool it might be to ride an old classic through the streets of Europe, it just wasn’t practical. He then spent the rest of the time convincing me that I shouldn’t look at any other bike than a BMW for this trip. Pretty surprising advice for a kid that works in a custom chopper shop, so surprising that I felt like I had no choice but to listen.

 

The bike I’m looking to buy

 

So here I am, over a month since this sound advice, going to look at a pair of Beemers on the southern tip of Manhattan. This is far from the first BMW that I have looked at. I’ve gotten comfortable enough with these super dependable bikes that I can pretend I know what I’m talking about while discussing them. Which is probably a dangerous thing. Wish me luck…

 

 

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