The air was getting colder, the leaves were turning, and I hated it. Hated it. Signaling fall, the end of summer, the end of the season. With this depressing thought in my head, I made sure to make the most of these last few days with my bike, before it was loaded up and put away in Webster for its winter slumber. The off season would be a time for detailing and upgrading, but I’ll get into that more as I begin to spend time working on the bike.
One of the things I most looked forward to in bringing my bike to school was exploring all the country and back roads around here. Plus, with the on and off road capabilities of the machine, I also wanted to try out some of the vineyard trails I see off the road sometimes (after some experience with these, I have decided to stay away from them until I get some more dirt-capable tires. The current sportbike meats don’t help out much in grass and dirt.) I decided one fall day to jump on, kick ‘er over and cruise. I like Route 60 a lot because it lets me wind out the motor, and really hear it. The high speeds put a lot of load on the motor and tires, letting them warm up from their idle periods when I’m forced to be sitting in a classroom daydreaming about riding. I like to ride a nice curvy route along Cassadaga Lake; there’s great scenery and even better curves.

No sir, theres no problem officer
It was a beautiful fall ride, with great views of all the leaves turning, and the lake looked a lil chilly though, so done with my other hobby for the season, jetskiing.

Cassadaga Lake
I thought this was a kind of artsy way to take a picture…..

Natural framing?
I think thats it for this entry… it is just making me sad. It was a great last ride, a great way to end the season. I even passed a friend who also goes to Fredonia who has a bike, and he pulled over to the side to let me by. As I passed him on the inside I counter steered a lil more to leeaaannn my bike way over and cranked around the turn, across the bridge wide open throttle, hearing my exhaust note echo against the cement sides of the overpass, and across the cold lake. He was out for a nice cruise, but I had different intentions in mind for my ride. I made sure to bring my front wheel up as i pulled away from the stop sign, hoping my friend saw it. I wanted him to know that even though my bike looks a lil funny, it is the most fun a person can have on two wheels. (except for the times I deem it acceptable to just have one on the ground.)











