These days I cycle the eight miles to work most days (there and back) and I've got my Surly Pugsley which I've been using exclusively for the past few weeks, so I figured it was about time to drag my 456 out the shed and kick its arse Yak style once more.
Kinchie. I've been riding trail this for over twenty years.
If you nail Kinchie fast enough you get Kinchie Arm. Don't worry, it washes off.
I'm really fucking glad I got back into push bikes. I've been doing the same ride as I done today for over twenty years. That's a fucking long time, but I love that my local woods are a big part of my life. I makes me appreciate what we've got around here. Its fucking quality.
I also took Faithir's new Harley for a spin down the coast to pick up some meat from Anderson's butchers in North Berwick. Its a Dyna Switchback. Unlike older Harley's the brakes and suspension seem to work. It even handles well once you get used to the way you need to ride it, using your shoulders more than anything else.
Faithir has fitted a Vance and Hines pipe to the bike so it sounds the part, but it doesn't knock your cunt in when you ride it. Its pretty smooth and sort of works well, and to me that takes away from the whole Harley thing. My first experience of a Harley was a Sportster that tried to shake your organs out and I missed this on the newer bike. Don't get me wrong, it was still fucking great to take the bike for a spin. I went out in only my Bamboo lid and a T shirt and I remember riding along thinking riding this bike is like a holiday, Its that good, the sound when you open it up, it felt fucking great. Loads of other folk seemed to like it too, they were all waving and smiling but I still missed the good vibrations of the older bikes trying to shake themselves apart.
Was still fucking good though, cheers Dad.