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...from the snowbanks of Montana Wed Apr 23, 2008 6:55 pm
pisano9
active member
Perhaps it is the Short riding season, marginal weather, beautiful roads and great country that cause me to covet time on the seat of a motorcycle. I manage to push rides in during 8 of the milder months here in Montana. Offers of psychoanalysis and whispers of death wish often accompany comments by the 4 wheeled set and family, but I genuinely find myself happiest when behind the windscreen of my '86 K100RT. When not riding, I enjoy the greasy pages of the Clymer manual and wrenches in the pursuit of making the best better. Call it midlife crisis but I have been riding for 40 years, numerous memorable and favorite bikes, a slight limp and knee from the desert/motocross racing days, many priceless memories and friends. Before the K bike it was 74,000 mi. on an ’81 gOld wing trying to keep up with ST1300’s and CBR’s on annual summer trips to Laguna Seca and beyond.
I purchased this bike, my first BMW, off of eBay last year from a guy in Illinois, sight unseen and only on a fellow Beemer guy's word that it was sound. It had 89,000 miles on it and was in Illinois. The K-bike, Mozart, a.k.a Mo', wintered in his heated garage on a battery tender (better off than a tarp in the pole barn). So on Easter weekend last year I flew to Illinois to meet Mo'. I was told it is bad juju to rename a bike. The "fellow Beemer guy", Keith, is a saint. He picked me up at the airport, fed me pizza and good beer, a bed to sleep in, he even loaned a good book and a waterproof bag to get my stuff home. So Easter morning I head south because it was snowing hard in the northern states between Illinois and Montana. 36F, west wind and winter storm warning, I head for Arkansas, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, Nevada, Idaho and Montana.
Racing across country, trying to beat weather, on a new-to-me bike was a real adventure. I went through states I had never been in and saw country I want to go back to. Mo’ performed like a knowledgeable old horse teaching a dude how to ride. Touchy throttle, almost running out of gas (I hate idiot lights), wind in NM felt like I got hit with a sheet of plywood, 4 inches of snow on my seat in Ely, NV and worst motel of my life, a jack rabbit the size of an elk (God only knows how I missed it, going too fast, it would have been ugly), friendly smile warm fire hot coffee at Lages Station, NV waiting out a snow shower, the curves of Salmon Idaho, and hwy 93, and no snow on Lost Trail Pass. What a ride!
There is 112k on Mo’ now and we are quite close. I have been from front to rear, lubing splines, changing coolant and lubes, going through brakes, replacing fuel system wiring harness, spark plugs, chasing short through handlebar switches, cleaning starter, replacing rear master cylinder, tires and other little glitches. None of these were emergency repairs, all were suggestions to maintain a high mileage K-bike and was done with the guidance from other K people who have been there before, that I found on the web. I look forward to learning more from those present here.
I have scoured the internet to learn all I can about this machine. I sincerely appreciate the presence of this website and possibilities it contains. Thank you, Bert. I apologize if this is too long winded and promise to keep it short in the future.
Humbly,
Kevin
Superior, Montana
BMWMOA #131966
I purchased this bike, my first BMW, off of eBay last year from a guy in Illinois, sight unseen and only on a fellow Beemer guy's word that it was sound. It had 89,000 miles on it and was in Illinois. The K-bike, Mozart, a.k.a Mo', wintered in his heated garage on a battery tender (better off than a tarp in the pole barn). So on Easter weekend last year I flew to Illinois to meet Mo'. I was told it is bad juju to rename a bike. The "fellow Beemer guy", Keith, is a saint. He picked me up at the airport, fed me pizza and good beer, a bed to sleep in, he even loaned a good book and a waterproof bag to get my stuff home. So Easter morning I head south because it was snowing hard in the northern states between Illinois and Montana. 36F, west wind and winter storm warning, I head for Arkansas, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, Nevada, Idaho and Montana.
Racing across country, trying to beat weather, on a new-to-me bike was a real adventure. I went through states I had never been in and saw country I want to go back to. Mo’ performed like a knowledgeable old horse teaching a dude how to ride. Touchy throttle, almost running out of gas (I hate idiot lights), wind in NM felt like I got hit with a sheet of plywood, 4 inches of snow on my seat in Ely, NV and worst motel of my life, a jack rabbit the size of an elk (God only knows how I missed it, going too fast, it would have been ugly), friendly smile warm fire hot coffee at Lages Station, NV waiting out a snow shower, the curves of Salmon Idaho, and hwy 93, and no snow on Lost Trail Pass. What a ride!
There is 112k on Mo’ now and we are quite close. I have been from front to rear, lubing splines, changing coolant and lubes, going through brakes, replacing fuel system wiring harness, spark plugs, chasing short through handlebar switches, cleaning starter, replacing rear master cylinder, tires and other little glitches. None of these were emergency repairs, all were suggestions to maintain a high mileage K-bike and was done with the guidance from other K people who have been there before, that I found on the web. I look forward to learning more from those present here.
I have scoured the internet to learn all I can about this machine. I sincerely appreciate the presence of this website and possibilities it contains. Thank you, Bert. I apologize if this is too long winded and promise to keep it short in the future.
Humbly,
Kevin
Superior, Montana
BMWMOA #131966
