The all-rider weekend
This weekend, Steph and I are going the rider way full throttle. See, now that I am riding the little Ninja 250, we thought that we might as well go on a ride together, even though the bike is so small. But for that, Steph needed some gear, starting with a helmet.
So this morning, we raided Road
Rider, our local bike accessories shop. After long deliberations,
Steph opted for a Shoei
900F. Same as mine, nice, huh 
.
I wanted to have a look at the boots. Commuting on 25 miles on 280 keeps me thinking about that one time I am going to go down. When that time comes, I'd like to be well protected. I thought I was only going to have a look at the boots, but after trying a pair of Alpine Stars riding boots, and pushed by Steph, I could not resist and got the pair. Oh well, after all, money is made to be spent...
So, as far as riding, Steph and I were planning that I would pick her up from her girlfriend's house in Oakland tomorrow morning, that we would then ride all the way to 3rd Ave to meet with her dad that would be kiteboarding down there, and then ride back home. However... after getting all our gear, when we got back home, Steph wanted to get a feeling of how it would be to ride in the back of the bike, only to find out the foot-rests were not there!
After quickly asserting that the foot-rests were indeed supposed to be there, I called Riccardo, the owner of the bike who matter-of-factly confirmed that yes, he did have the foot-rests, somewhere at his place. Sometimes, I feel like strangling him right there and then! And the bastard didn't come back home before 10pm! So, around 11, I finally got the foot-rests and the six screws to fasten them to the bike. Only thing left to do was... to do the fastening.
So, at 11pm, on saturday night, I find myself on Riccardo's parking lot, which, contrarily to mine, is lit, unmounting part of the faring of my bike, getting my hands into all the grease projected by the chain onto the bottom of the bike, desperately trying to fasten all six screws. Sometimes, I feel like my life is a comic book.
sat 2003-09-27
