My K Bike is completely fettled.
We’ve got fresh tires, clean oil, flushed brake and hydraulic clutch circuits, clean gear oil in the trans and final drive and a new battery.
It’s at times like these I find myself wondering why German motorcycles have soooooo many separate fluids that require maintenance.
Heck, I even sprang for a new farkle-let on what is a very largely farkle-free motorcycle — a USB charging port that plugs into the BMW power plugs, to keep the smart phone working.
Thursday morning, I go wheels up to make the blast from Jefferson to Leeds, Alabama — home of the Barber Vintage Motorsport Museum and home to the Barber Vintage Festival.
Don’t know if I’ll manage to make the 700+ miles in one day, but I aims to find out.
The FIM-approved Racetrack at Barber will host a full calendar of Historic Racing, the Century Race for motorcycles older than one hundred years, Vintage Bikes on display, a swap meet the size of Delaware, and more old motorcycle fun than Doan’s has little back pills.
I’m completely stoked.
Expect lots of pictures and a few ripping yarns in the coming days.