The Ride Report

I took Topanga Canyon over to PCH during my ride up to Camarillo yesterday, and along the way I came across a “biker” broken down on the side of the road. “Biker” because he was on a scooter, but two wheels are two wheels so technically he’s a biker. But whatever, the point is that I stopped to help him.

His air filter was acting up– it was gone, actually; he’d been using a crumpled-up napkin that either fell off or got eaten by the engine — and he was trying to jury-rig a fix for it with a piece of nylon stocking. I cut a few inches off one of the leather laces on my jacket so he could use it to tie the nylon in place, and then he was down the road again.

I post this only to point out to Dom that both times I’ve stopped recently it’s been for Honda riders. That’s gotta do something to offset my contributing to “the stream of stories of parts falling off Harleys,” right?

Busted Honda

Lemme tell ya, that was one broke-ass Honda he was on. I was surprised it ran at all…