On late Friday afternoon several of my work mates who all ride Harleys started making noises about going for a ride.
Around 15 minutes we decided to ride down South, take a ride through Ferguson Valley and beyond, sounded great.
I gets home and does a walk around my bike, it was in for service the week before, they told me my rear tyre was needing to be changed soon.
Damn my rear tyre is now about ready to shred itself to pieces, I though fuck I only did about 300 kms since the service.
Well I gets up Saturday morning, I go and try to get a tire fitted before I have to meet the boys at 9.30am. They have a tire, but all their techs are busy with other bikes, they said if I wanted to wait until someone was available they would get the tire on before end of day, 1pm.
I said I would wait, what choice did I have, then I told them that I was missing my ride with the other boys, that's when they said, no you aint missing anything.
They gave me a bloody loan bike for the weekend, how fucking good is that.
I ended up doing a 500km ride approx. on Saturday.
Old boy smiled all day, they gave me a brand new Slim, 107 it went alright, I think my 110 is better, but Im guessing the 114 or 117 would be better again.
Just thought Ild share.