Pics of Frank and Brandon at Frank's Cycle Center.
Just to update everyone about the "Mule". I had been experiencing some performance problems with the bike riding down from Jacksonville. I got the name and phone number of Frank's Cycle Center from a family that lives next door to my Mom's house in Satellite Beach. I delivered the bike to the shop and they worked on it until 9 PM that night as they knew that I needed to get back on the road. It needed a new petcock for the gas tank as it had a bad diaphragm. This was was letting in extra air that made the bike run too lean. Also needed some repairs to the air filter box. It got an oil change and a carb rebuild and most of all, a new chain. Frank said the chain was completely stretched out and it would not get me to the next state line. The sprockets are also bad but should get me to Texas.
The shop had the bike completely serviced the next day and I left for St. Petersburg after taking pics at the shop. Nice ride going west to the gulf side of Florida. Took Hwy 192 west towards Orlando. Turned southwest on Hwy 17. I missed the turn to get on Hwy 60 west and got caught in a major rainstorm. Some locals at a gas station gave me directions back towards Tampa. I stopped in Brandon, Fl to hook up Judy Garmin and to my surprise she was not available. Seems that I forgot her. Back at my Mom's house, I had turned her on to check mileage to St Pete and had bad reception, so I put her on a window shelf in the kitchen.
What do I do now!! I barreled through Tampa following Hwy 60. It was supposed to get me to a bridge that goes over to St. Petersburg but I came to a Y in the road that gave the choice of using a toll road or go to the airport. I chose the airport turn off and it lead me back to an exit to get on I 275 to St. Pete. I took the the first exit after a long bridge/causeway which put me on 4th street north. I stopped at a gas station and called my buddy Greg. Just my luck, his home was only a mile away down 4th street north. I arrived safely and was rewarded with an ice cold adult beverage. Thus starts my visit with my old band mate from high school. Pics and story in next post.
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