The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

Needing a trailer for the bike (my Burgman 650 maxi scooter), I’d been searching Craig’s List and found a unique swivel wheel trailer for sale at a thousand bucks.  Smoking deal, so off I go with Roamward Bound to meet Stephen the seller at the Anthem Outlet mall north of Phoenix.

Rolling along I-17 for a bit, I start hearing bang, bang bang, bang bang bang.  I pull off to the side, walk around, and find nothing.  Everything seems secure, tires good, hmm.  Drive off again and at about 55 mph the bang starts again, so again I pull over.  Now I can see the TV antenna peaking over the roof at an odd angle.  The antenna is broken off its mount and is flopping around by just the coax cable.  I can’t undo the cable and don’t have a wrench or wire cutters with me.  There doesn’t seem to be any roof damage, and the antenna is a lightweight plastic thing, so I move on to Anthem at reduced speed.

Stephen, the seller turns out to be the nicest person in the world.  Carefully explaining every detail of the unique trailer, operation and his experience with it, when he hears me mention the TV antenna, he is on the roof with a wrench practically before I know what’s happening and has the antenna disconnected in a flash.  Then when he finds the solid steel 2″ post of the trailer hitch is 1/8th of an inch too long for my receiver, he takes it home and uses a diamond saw to trim that 1/8″ off and brings it back.

All hitched up I drive it around the Anthem Outlet mall parking lot, park a few times, then head back home.  This is where it gets ugly.  You see, pulling back into my space at the RV park I manage to hit the rear bumper of my parked car with the trailer.  I’d have probably crushed the car if a neighbor hadn’t come running out waving his arms to rescue me. The damage is minor, cracked plastic bumper, but the embarrassment is extreme.

Scooters of Anarchy

With lots of items on the project plan but practically none that can be done now I’ve really been getting antsy.  My house is in the short sale process and Aurora bank is really fulfilling their on line reputation with tons of “urgent” redundant paperwork, long delays, and denials.  No fun there, just gotta keep at it.  Thank God for PDFill, maybe the best $20 I’ve spent in a long time.

On the road, I plan to take a small motorcycle or big scooter (I want to be able to go on freeways when necessary) for local transportation.  I guess it would be nice if I had a motorcycle license or knew how to ride.  I’ll need plenty of practice riding, right?  So at least this can move up in the plan.

I signed up at Ridesmart Motorcycle Training for a weekend class.  The class was a total blast.  The instructors were serious but fun, seriously fun.  I never would have believed riding around cones in a parking lot at 20 mph could be such a blast – it was almost like skydiving.

Scooters of Anarchy

Two weeks and a lot of Craig’s listings later and I have a bike, an ’03 Suzuki Burgman 650.  A beast of a scooter, as smooth at 100 mph as it is at 40.  Oh, and a gang to strike fear in coffee shops and burger joints throughout the valley.  It’s just how I roll.

Now only one person at work knows I’m roamward bound.  The first time I rode the bike to work everyone just assumed it was a midlife crisis buy and I went with that.  Maybe the whole roamward bound thing is a midlife crisis.  It doesn’t feel like a crisis. It feels … free.