Dispatch 003: It never fails
I am a magnet for destruction.
When it rains it pours…
Lets start this off with some back story, as I’m sure you all know I am a widowed single parent of toddler girls. Blah blah blah we all know the damn story but here is the kicker! I try and take one week long trip for myself and my own mental health every year. This year is my second annual visit to New Orleans and this year i’ve taken a bit of a detour down to Hico, Tx where my wonderful friend Kristi owns an absolute stunning Airbnb. Now as I am writting this it is 11am and im sipping on a delicious Texas Pecan Brown Sugar Bourbon from Blackland cause 1. It’s my damn vacation and I can do what I want and 2. I’ve had a shit morning. So here’s the story…
My kids were picked up this morning around 6:30am, I had them up and ready and I had the Softail packed and ready to go! As they left I myself pulled off and headed for the gas station, on the way to the gas station I experienced the worst feeling imaginable… the front end death wobble also called a tank slapper (for obvious reasons). Recovered! Got to the gas station and did some inspections… didn’t notice anything crazy but decided to baby it home and see if I noticed anything, definitely needs a little work. Now, I looked over and I thought to myself maybe I can take the chop… so I moved by bags over just to realize I over packed for the chop (even though I under packed for the entire trip), stupid. I got mad, mad cause the realization is that if I wanted to enjoy this trip in its entirety I had to drive, giving up the biggest reason I was taking this trip! The Adventure!! I hate driving. To me its lazy and impersonable to a road trip.
But here I am. Sitting in a gorgeous house, that I drove to… And all I could think about are the things I have to do when I get back; Pull the front wheel and take it to get balanced, dismantle the front end and replace the neck race bearings, and replace the riser bushings. Not just that but I have to spend my time tomorrow during vacations locating parts along the way cause it’s fuckn thanksgiving week.
Now, is it probably something as simple as getting the front wheel balanced, most likely. Am I going to do the entire front end rebuild cause I’m the third owner and I want to make sure EVERYTHING is correct cause I need that kind of control and peace of mind… Absolutely!! Until then though, I’m going to try and enjoy whats left of this trip thats just started, I’ll need to hone my peace and get back on track. I’m alone, I’m solo — I want to write more and photograph, and maybe by the end of it it’ll be worth writing a book. I hope.