Sitting in the Department of Labor parking lot next to my bike, I notice some threads starting to show on the front tire. Perfect! The rear doesn’t look too hot either. That’s when it hit me: time for new tires, and a nice long trip to break ‘em in. But to what destination? How far should I venture away from home sweet home? The furthest I’ve been on the bike is about 200 miles, and I never pulled an overnighter.
I got the unemployment deal started, it won’t be enough to pay the bills, but I just sold my old truck, and figure if I can sell a few more things on CraigsList and Ebay, I’d be good enough to go. I’ll be taking a tent, and some Ramen Noodles and Oatmeal, I just need to pick up one of those little stoves to cook them. I do have some friends along the way, so I can grab a shower when things start to get nasty.
My parents still live on Long Island, maybe I should surprise them with a visit. Yeah, that’s the ticket! I can finally get to see the Tail of the Dragon, then take the Blue Ridge Parkway all the way up. My kids are in school until the end of May, so they won’t even miss me. I ordered my new tires, they should be here in a few days. Oil change is next. I’ll need a mount for my GPS, and some odds and ends for camping. I don’t have much money, but that will make it more exciting.
The bike is a 98 Bandit, she’s been very reliable, and I hope she continues in that fashion.
