My cousin Chris called me last night to see if I wanted to go for a cruise today. I was planning on riding anyways and sometimes it is fun to ride in packs so I took him up on it. We decided to meet at a gas station in the morning just a few miles from my house and funny enough when he pulled up I noticed his helmet was similar to mine [pictured below]. It turns out that was the bucket he bought back when he was racing (several years ago) and it turns out my lid is basically the new version of that same helmet. A weird coincidence indeed. A few of his buddies were planning on meeting in Prescott WI just over the MN border and head out from there around 10AM. That is a very popular spot for motorcycle enthusiasts since there are some gas stations, restaurants, and shops all along a two or three block stretch before you meet up with WI highway 35 and all of the awesome adjoining farm road and hilly country along the bluffs. In general it is some of the better riding within a short drive of the Twin Cities. Unfortunately Chris' bike decided to act up as we were heading out of Prescott. He just spent the winter rebuilding the bike (a 1983 Honda SilverWing 650). He had just recently done 125 miles and reported no issues so he thought that all the kinks had been worked out, apparently not. We noticed that his bike was backfiring and losing power intermittently. As a result he decided it best that we not chance it farther away from civilization - a decision I wholeheartedly agreed with - and as a result I followed him back into MN and to his dad's shop where he is going to try and isolate the issue. Although it wasn't ideal I'm glad that the bike ran well enough to make it home and I still got a little over 100 miles in this morning.
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