Notes from Homecoming:
Let me start with these disclaimers:
I didn't get there until 2am on Sat. morning. I assume that most of the really fun stuff had already happened.
I didn't travel with anyone else or know anyone who was going to be there.
I didn't go on the poker run or do any riding with anyone other than myself.
With that out of the way,
I saw 2 other black Runes, one Cherry and one Blue. I didn't speak with any other Rune Riders except RadRuneRider. John is a heck of a nice guy and really enthused about our bikes.
Everywhere I went, the Rune drew a crowd. I spent 10 minutes talking to onlookers every single time I fired it up. That includes a guy who shouted, "Buy a Harley" during the factory tour and later proceeded to drool over my Rune and proclaim, "That is the finest piece of machinery I've ever seen."
That part of Ohio has the biggest damned bugs I've ever seen. It was like driving through a flock of hummingbirds every time I took to the road. Maybe I'm not as deadset against a windshield as I thought I was.
I saw no one trying to sell anything for my Rune, except for the Ultimate seat guy. I'm sure it is a great product, but waaay too big and clunky for my taste. It looks like a couch perched up there. If you make something sleek and slim then I'm interested. I thought the stock seat was comfortable, but if anyone here is able to sit on one for more than 100 miles then you are far tougher than me.
The wheelie guy was interesting for my 7 year old son. I thought he was talented, but 5 minutes was enough for me.
The factory tour was somewhat interesting, but I'm in no hurry to do it again. Maybe if the line had been running it would have been better.
The homecoming seemed like a nice little getaway and was being enjoyed by the riders of the seemingly millions of GoldWings.
Nice trip. Nice long ride home. Nice, but not anything special or particularly interesting or exciting. I don't expect to go back anytime soon, unless we can round up and organize a group of RuneRiders.
Dirk
Let me start with these disclaimers:
I didn't get there until 2am on Sat. morning. I assume that most of the really fun stuff had already happened.
I didn't travel with anyone else or know anyone who was going to be there.
I didn't go on the poker run or do any riding with anyone other than myself.
With that out of the way,
I saw 2 other black Runes, one Cherry and one Blue. I didn't speak with any other Rune Riders except RadRuneRider. John is a heck of a nice guy and really enthused about our bikes.
Everywhere I went, the Rune drew a crowd. I spent 10 minutes talking to onlookers every single time I fired it up. That includes a guy who shouted, "Buy a Harley" during the factory tour and later proceeded to drool over my Rune and proclaim, "That is the finest piece of machinery I've ever seen."
That part of Ohio has the biggest damned bugs I've ever seen. It was like driving through a flock of hummingbirds every time I took to the road. Maybe I'm not as deadset against a windshield as I thought I was.
I saw no one trying to sell anything for my Rune, except for the Ultimate seat guy. I'm sure it is a great product, but waaay too big and clunky for my taste. It looks like a couch perched up there. If you make something sleek and slim then I'm interested. I thought the stock seat was comfortable, but if anyone here is able to sit on one for more than 100 miles then you are far tougher than me.
The wheelie guy was interesting for my 7 year old son. I thought he was talented, but 5 minutes was enough for me.
The factory tour was somewhat interesting, but I'm in no hurry to do it again. Maybe if the line had been running it would have been better.
The homecoming seemed like a nice little getaway and was being enjoyed by the riders of the seemingly millions of GoldWings.
Nice trip. Nice long ride home. Nice, but not anything special or particularly interesting or exciting. I don't expect to go back anytime soon, unless we can round up and organize a group of RuneRiders.
Dirk