Raven's Roads
Living an interesting life: the travels and musings
of motorcycling author Linda R. Moore

Jun 16, 2006

Crunch

That’s the sound my neck just made. I feel better now.

I’m brewing a nice cup of tea…shower is in my near future. It’s late. The engine bars took about four hours to get on, and while not totally useless, they don’t do what I wanted them to, which is to stop the stupid foot pegs from bending up at the slightest provocation. Don says that the new weld in the side cover is stronger than the original and should prevent future piercings, but we’ll see. Must remember to pack JB-weld.

I sheared one bolt in half by over-torquing. I was torquing to spec for the original bolt, but apparently not this one. Putting the bars on was a PITA as much hardware must be fit into the smallest space imaginable. Finishing up, I was having cramps in my neck, which is why I’m glad that my neck just went crunch. So I guess that was a PITN, really, which rhymes with kitten and therefore has much better associations.

My laptop still isn’t ready. A road trip just wouldn’t be the same without having important things wait until the last minute, or untried systems going out into the wilds.

Ah well. I must breathe and tell myself that this is pre-trip paranoia.