I spent a large portion of last night in the garage trying to track down all the pieces of the 2 Suzuki GS850Gs I'm trying to unload. Man, what a chore. I also threw out every, single carry rack that I've accumulated over the years. I gave one to a guy down the alley, but I ended up throwing away about 6. If I want a rack for my next bike, I'll get bags instead.
Racks are handy, but they just look like hell.
Sarah did some painting on the house and we both got the trash ready for the trash guys. Those guys took every last little bit. We're all on pins and needles today. Our dog, Brutus is having some minor surgery done to his paw today. He has something stuck inside of it and because it took four people to unsuccessfully hold him down for a biopsy of that something, he's going to have to be sedated for them to get a sample.