For those of you who didnt catch my last post about my new Yamaha XJ550 motorcylcle, I ran out of gas while out for a cruise. However, I have good news. Now I have gas. I mean, I filled the gas tank and she now purrs like Katie our Kitten. I was even adventureous enough to ride the bike when I returned the gas can to my Friend Jeff Clark at his new condo.

Since my last motorcycle post, I have gotten a new drivers side mirror and purchased another helmet (AFX, Jet Black). Sencing my biker-gang tendancies, my parents contrubited to my new hobby and bought me a motorcycle jacket. Yes, I am pretty bad ass now. Moral of the story: I am getting much more comfortable on my Yamaha XJ550 and will soon be out cruising again

Boo Mimes, Hooray Pictures!

Boone here. I finally took some pictures of my Yamaha XJ550 Maxim motorcycle that I recently purchased. The lighting in these photos is not the best, but it is a garage. What did you expect? If you read my first motorcycle diaries post, my second trip was much much smoother. I felt comfortable on the bike, turning was a breeze, and everything was going quite swimmingly. That is, until I ran out of gas and had to push my bike home….uphill. I don’t want to talk about it.

Stay tuned for more motorcycle tales.

Yes, Yes. I just bought a new motorcycle. Well, its not new. Its actually a 1982 Yamaha XJ550 Maxim. I bought it from a friend I work with at Netconcepts. The bike is black on black and is in great shape. It needs a few newer parts but its almost as old as I am, what would you expect. It is Motorcycle, not a Crotch Rocket (sorry Anish). I have not taken any photos of it yet, but here is a picture I found online if you are curious to check it out. I will be sure to post pictures once I have taken them. I drove it for the first time last week. Who ever said “Its like riding a bike” has never ridden a motorcycle for the first time. Do you remember the scene in the “Italian Job” where Seth Green rolls up on that yellow bike of his….yeah, it was a lot like that. Me and my bad self toured the suburbs and tried not to fall over.

I will more than likely take it out again this weekend and I am certain that it will go smother this time. Heck, you know what they say…”Its like riding a bike.”