Rescued and On the Road

A few weeks ago I was able to take the old girl out on a 510 mile road trip. I rode up to see my mother. It had been far too long, due in no small part to Covid. Other than my ride from NW Florida to Denver, this is about as far as I venture.

Image: 1983 GL1100i parked at an I-10 rest area.

I love the overall look of this bike. It's the last year of the first model that was designed with bags and a fairing. I don't think Honda ever made a better looking Goldwing.

The ride was, as I expected, uneventful. The weather was absolutely perfect. I did sunburn my arms, however, which was my own fault.

I rode up on I-10, averaging around 80 mph. By the time we arrived, the old beast was breathing hard. I decided I'm not going to do that anymore.

This bike was engineered for a 55 mph speed limit. It runs just fine at 70 all day long, but pushing it faster than that for a long period is just a bit much for it.

Riding back I took the US 90 route, and she handled that with charm.

I still struggle with whether or not to let her go, but for now, I'm going to keep riding this piece of history.

It is still a thing that works, and I still like it.

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