Finally went out on the bikes yesterday, used all the winter fuel up and refilled, both ran perfectly, lovely day I was all worried for nothing.
1st thing, went to the only Ducati Dealership in MD (Bob's BMW) for a club meeting. What a fucking shitshow. Super rusty getting on, cold as fuck, I've gained tons of weight and barely got my gear on. The dealership is about an hour's ride away, mostly highway, I can't believe I made that commute for 8 years.
I arrive and the place is packed with every mofo that's dumped and traded in their harley for a beemer or Spyder, all in ther leather vests and patches or colors. Couldn't find fuck all from the club, too many people for my liking so I promptly left via a much calmer scenic route back through the country side. God I miss riding in Europe.
Got home took Lady K out for pizza, got stuffed, then decided to take the KTM out. Love that bike, I'm seriourly considering picking up the new 990, but that will require letting go of one of my currents which I may not be ready to do just yet. Beautiful day weatherwise, just wish it was like the COVID days with all the morons locked up in their homes.