I've been unfaithful...

I traded in my Typhoon and purchased this baby...


This is a Honda PCX 150. Very sporty. It's the difference between riding a pinto and a 'stang. I'm getting used to riding a 'stang.

So back to square one. Practicing cornering/turning/swerving/etc.

I'm excited and nervous all at the same time. But I'm freeway legal and wine country and exploring the byways of MO is not far off.

Well that was exciting

Ah yesterday, long day at work but the upside it was beautiful out so that means some quality time with my scooter.

Or so I thought. I took off down the street got onto the main drag, was enjoying the hell out of myself when suddenly the scoot just powered down, I could not get the throttle to give me gas. And yes before you ask I have/had 3/4 a tank. Sigh

I coasted to a stop on a busy stretch of road during the end of rush hour. This wonderful cage driver behind me was so close she could have pinched my tush if she was so inclined. I'm doing the universal sign of go around go around, you know the look, arms flailing, looking back over my shoulder, pointing at the scoot and the making the go around movement again.

It took the tush pincher a good minute before she realized oh she's dead in the water and she went around, leaving the line of people behind her to do the same, meaning come up real close behind me, give me the evil eye, realize oh she's stuck and then move on.

Finally there was a break in traffic and I pushed the Typhoon across two lanes and onto a shoulder. /phew

Now I'm standing there checking the gas gauge, yep 3/4 full. Tires are good, engine cut off switch is in the off position. hrm I'm perplexed.

Suddenly a nice man *Hi Dan* runs across 4 lanes of busy road and decides to stay with me until I either figure it out, the tow truck comes or I fall madly in love with him and we ride off on the Typhoon into the sunset.

I chose option number 2. My SO shows up sans tools.. *Really? Why...argh and he goes through the litany of did you hit the engine cut off switch (silly woman) grrr NO... did you run out of gas (silly woman) GRR NO etc. Dan goes oh I already asked her that. Holy crap people just because I have boobs doesn't make me a boob. Dan gets a pass because he was my knight in shining armor. My SO not so much.

After a bit Dan left and a cop shows up who proceeds to ask me the same series of questions. OMG MEN.
Tow truck appears my little typhoon is loaded onto this HUGE truck and off we go to the dealership where hopefully they will be able to fix what ails baby.

Big shout out to my friend and mechanic Joel please fix baby pretty please.
Big thank you to Dan who stayed with me until my SO arrived.
Big smooch to my SO who was annoyed for me since baby only has 100miles on her and his concern shows how much he loves me.
Thanks to the officer who stuck around so he could see the little Typh on the big truck.

Here's hoping everything works out OK. I hate when my babies are sick.

So very spoiled

My significant other *B* decided that my 3/4 helmet just wasn't enough to protect my noggin so he took me helmet shopping. I am now the proud owner of a NEON yellow Scorpion EXO 900 modular helmet.

It matches my scooter which is so very important since not only do I wish to be safe on the Typhoon but I also wish to be fashionable. :wink :smile

He also purchased me Joe Rocket Ballastic 7 overpants. Review will be forthcoming once I wear them more than once. This is our first purchase from Revzilla I've only heard amazing things about them, so I'm looking forward to being yet another satisfied customer.

Wanted to update ya'll on my bat problem. The Scoobies caught it late yesterday and set it free; life is once again less batty. :phew

Sunday morning

I am still learning and going. This morning I took a 45 minute ride, my longest yet. It was HOT out
90 degrees at 9am. Help me I'm melting.

Regardless, I had an amazing time. I explored the back roads to my office, learned that I can handle the main road with confidence. I need to practice stopping closer to the line when stopping at a light rather than farther back.

As I was riding there came a Honda Goldwing. The rider was very cool, he came up next to me, and encouraged me to go faster and we rode next to each other for a bit. What an amazing experience. When he turned off we waved. You just don't get that sort of comaraderie with cage riders.

I cut the ride short due to heat concerns. Tomorrow is another day.

Enjoy the road, keep the rubber side down.

born to ride like an easter egg