There are few things one can know with absolute certainty, however, I can say with certainty that I am a Tarmac-Surfer and that I am California dreaming. It has been over a yearly cycle since the last adventure, I know. Life and confounding variables have conspired against me (e.g. training my successor) until now, when I am finally able to make such pompous claim.
After over thirteen months of being absent from the Tarmac I have rediscovered the inspiration to once again double down on my existence and Surf again. My steed this time around will be an EX650 Kawasaki Ninja ABS ’15, aka Ibex. My Moto ambitions remain yet time and life constraints dictate that I must choose between x and y. I supposed many decisions in life are rather automatic, yet my Moto selection dragged on. The options are bountiful and are parallel to dating, every flavor to satisfy one’s hedonistic inclinations
One day I decided to follow a red light district approach to my search and indulged my aspirations until I found myself lusting after Ducati’s Monster, Triumph’s Tiger XRx, Yamaha’s FZ 07, and BMW’s 650GS, F700GS, F800R and Kawasaki’s Versys ’15. And yet none of these fulfilled the desire nor fully impressed my mind enough to double-down. After a short period of frustration and nebulosity the unexpected happened, my subconscious guided me to a steed I thought had all the incorrect attributes, it turned out it was I whom had the incorrect perspective!
The 650 offered what I had been unable to find up to then, it simply met my criteria. After waving Au revoir! to my CBR250R ’11 I decided I needed at least 50 hp, ABS and should be able to fit hard cases to my next moto. The 650 fulfilled these criteria and furthermore, it fits me splendidly! In typical Surfer fashion and without apprehensions I trekked to West Virginia to pick up my steed and ride it home, a beautiful feeling indeed. The last couple of months have been rather frustrating as I must follow engine break-in procedures for the first 1000 miles and keep the rpms under 6k. However, my mind has been running at 15k rpm with plenty of Moto-touring ambitions in the planning stages.
My resilient DNA dictates that I must venture far and wide and my mind shall abide. How far and wide it is unknown at this time except that the wide, smooth open tarmac is calling and I intent on answering. I am once again a Tarmac Surfer and this is my reality, exponentially beautiful reality.