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I met up with TrainZz yesterday for a poker run here in Hutch. It was toasty warm out and no clouds breeze or any sort of protection form the elements.
We were getting ready for the ride when we met a guy on a Kaw Meanstreak and chatted with him a bit. He was excited since he had a 650 maxim for quite some time before he traded it in on the Meanstreak. He would soon learn the error of his ways.
We headed out of South Hutch headed to Bobz Bikz in Kingman and were doing a nice clip of about 80. We passed a couple Harleys for posterity and noticed a headlight getting ever closer in the rear view mirrors.
As we turned on to 54 from 17, Lee had me take lead. Headed west bound at about 80, the guy on the Meanstreak zipped past us. I didn't take the bait, but Lee did. It wasn't long until Lee was obviously gaining on the streak, and I decided to catch up. I finally got close probably doing 135, and noticed Lee backing off and punching it again trying to get the streak to play some more, but he must have thought 120 was enough.
When we rolled into Kingman, the Streak rider got off nad made a bowing motion to Lee. As we talked he said that he just didn't have anymore to give. His top end was 120 and his scoot just didn't have anymore snort. We had figured he kinda got chickenitis, but that wasn't the case. He was a really cool guy named Scott, and we all ganged up and took over the badboy section of the poker run.
Had a great time, we all look like lobsters. After the run they served some excellent BBQ, and had a not so excellent band playing. Gave away prizes. Lee got some insulated socks to replace the doo rag that flew away at about 115, and a chrometastic license plate bracket. I got a $25 gift cert to Bobz Bikz. Did I mention we all look like lobsters? Lee has a sunburned head, since he lost his doo rag. Our wives were laughing at us crying and eating BBQ.
Here are the guys:
The bikes...
Lee's 80 spec with the standard seat.
The rear view:
Me hitting 50k (Had 27243 when I got it running last august)
Some other bikes a the ride. This was in Hesston at Dan's Cycle
It was a great way to spend a Saturday.
We were getting ready for the ride when we met a guy on a Kaw Meanstreak and chatted with him a bit. He was excited since he had a 650 maxim for quite some time before he traded it in on the Meanstreak. He would soon learn the error of his ways.
We headed out of South Hutch headed to Bobz Bikz in Kingman and were doing a nice clip of about 80. We passed a couple Harleys for posterity and noticed a headlight getting ever closer in the rear view mirrors.
As we turned on to 54 from 17, Lee had me take lead. Headed west bound at about 80, the guy on the Meanstreak zipped past us. I didn't take the bait, but Lee did. It wasn't long until Lee was obviously gaining on the streak, and I decided to catch up. I finally got close probably doing 135, and noticed Lee backing off and punching it again trying to get the streak to play some more, but he must have thought 120 was enough.
When we rolled into Kingman, the Streak rider got off nad made a bowing motion to Lee. As we talked he said that he just didn't have anymore to give. His top end was 120 and his scoot just didn't have anymore snort. We had figured he kinda got chickenitis, but that wasn't the case. He was a really cool guy named Scott, and we all ganged up and took over the badboy section of the poker run.
Had a great time, we all look like lobsters. After the run they served some excellent BBQ, and had a not so excellent band playing. Gave away prizes. Lee got some insulated socks to replace the doo rag that flew away at about 115, and a chrometastic license plate bracket. I got a $25 gift cert to Bobz Bikz. Did I mention we all look like lobsters? Lee has a sunburned head, since he lost his doo rag. Our wives were laughing at us crying and eating BBQ.
Here are the guys:
The bikes...
Lee's 80 spec with the standard seat.
The rear view:
Me hitting 50k (Had 27243 when I got it running last august)
Some other bikes a the ride. This was in Hesston at Dan's Cycle
It was a great way to spend a Saturday.
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