Sounds of the mountain came to him, even as he knew no passing of sun or stars or moon overhead. The passing of time caused an ache in him, even as he regarded, in a disembodied way, the aging of his bones and his flesh; the toll on his mind. He valued only isolation and the vantage point it gave him. It was an unchanging view of a world that was as it had been before his birth, and would be after that world reabsorbed him after death.
Meat and Pudding, Pudding and Meat – Catch22! If you don’t power through one, you cannot get the other; it is known.
This is a post about motorcycles. You have been warned!
I own a 2014 Yamaha Bolt R-Spec, Gray, also known as the XV950. I love this bike. But (always a few of those…) there were things about it I immediately wanted to change; I’ll talk about some of those in future posts. One of the big, “couldn’t happen soon enough” changes was the exhaust.