I took my bike up to Stone Mountain this weekend, which is about 30 minutes east of downtown Atlanta. The total time of the trip was about 2.5-3 hours. There where some nice curvy roads that had a 35 mph speed limit on them, of which I broke the law the entire time. As we all know it almost harder to go around a curve at a slow speed. It messes up your timing and your lean. Hopefully, you'll notice that the bike is a little cleaner from the previous picture that was taken right after I got it, rust knocked off, chain adjuster replaced, and new back tire. It's actually not a bad looking bike now. It still needs a thorough cleaning which I plan to do this weekend.
It was a fun trip, the first thing I noticed was the smell of the trees as your driving through them. Robert mentioned this to me, and we've talked about our professor mentioning the same sense. You realize very quickly that riding a motorcycle is a full sense experience. With all these senses popping I find myself kind of letting go of everyday stress and life's annoyances. Almost like your brain doesn't want to think, it just wants to enjoy the experience. It's safe to say that I'm addicted to this drug.
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