In 1998, when I was 19, I went to Italy for a couple of years. I immediately fell in love with the visual and auditory aesthetics of the Monster. One day at an expo in the town square where I lived, I got the chance to sit on a brand new 2000 Monster 900cc and it felt
Fast forward a few years and I was in grad school in Virginia and looking to get a bike again. (I had a pos in college for a little while.) I was looking for something cheap that my dad and I could work on. Instead, he found a 2000 Monster 900Ö how could I say no when I had a real opportunity to purchase my dream bike? It took all the money I made by teaching that summer to purchase it and it still needed some help in order to get it titled (salvage).
Because life happens Ė marriage, kids, more grad school, move to midwest, no garage, etc. Ė I didnít ride it much in the past 10 years. Most of the time it sat in my parents garage back in VA. But I got back on it with some commuting and some joy rides this summer. Thankfully. Finally. I hadnít realized how much I missed it. Even if I donít even get past 35mph on a commute, it puts a smile on my face.
I could say that Iíve ridden for years, starting with a dirt bike as a kid, but my experience has been spread very thin. I still consider myself a noob rider in many respects. Same goes for mechanical expertise. Iím starting to learn a little bit as I fix things on my bike and on the little 50cc dirt bike I got for my kids.
So Iím ďthat guyÖĒ that isnít as well-versed in maintenance as heíd like to be and that doesnít ride as much as heíd like to and that canít afford upgrades or to fix some of the warts on his bike. But I ride a Monster. Iím hoping to find a community here that can help answer questions without the scorn I would get from the lifers at the local shop.
I was reading some old Peter Egan articles this morning about riding through Wisconsin. Itís a beautiful day. Not a good day to be sitting at my deskÖ itching to get out on the back roads in the countryside.