September 2002: Lest it be said that I am ALWAYS the bearer of bad Harley news

I just got back from three months out of town, during which JUNK sat outside in the back yard. After not having been started for three months, JUNK started instantly, no cranking required. It must be noted, however, that I live in Southern California in the San Fernando Valley where it is uniformly hot and dry all summer.

Also, this past winter I had a couple of opportunities to ride in very high cross-winds while on the freeway, and was amazed at the stability of the bike in this situation. Solid as a rock. No weaving, no shimmying and shaking, no fighting to maintain a straight line.

:-) And last, but not least, I was on the freeway the other day and started to smell eau-de-BURNT-OIL... A gentle perfume that most Harley riders are well-attuned to. As this continued for several minutes, I started to curse-out my ride as the certainty of yet ANOTHER oil leak slowly grew. And then, out of the middle distance, I saw myself gaining on a sorry excuse for a pick-up truck trailing a cloud of gray smoke behind it....my savior!! Someone else's problem. :-)