#Scouts_Honor adventure, was a simple one. We needed to break in our new bikes, as well as our butts. Neither one of us had ridden a foot-forward, V-twin powered cruiser of any kind... So this was sort of test run. Would we like this kind of motorcycle? Would the sound of American Thunder flow through our veins forever after? Or would we regret our idea to ride across the country on a pair of Scouts? Like I said, I won't throw too much information at you - we'll save that for our digital updates on Motorcyclist Magazine - but I can say that the bikes surprised us, the beer was worth it and the long, straight slabs of blacktop that separate Southern California and the desert we've decided to reside in this winter were mind-numbingly boring. Follow the link for a few photos.
Lust at first sight, the latest iteration of the Scout pushes us ask for more out of motorcycling - to take an honest approach to the unknown, and then offer an honest opinion. Why Indian? Because they’ve crafted beautiful American bikes that are modern, unassuming and approachable. And with the help of Motorcyclist Magazine, we are about to embark on the Great American Motorcycle Adventure, riding a Scout and Scout Sixty from California to Key West.
Motorcyclist Magazine and Indian Motorcycles, we are about to embark on the “Great American Motorcycle Adventure,” riding an Indian Scout and Scout Sixty from California to Key West. The journey - some 3,000 miles in total - will test our wills, as well as our willingness. We’re eager to expand our horizons, cross State lines, and forego ‘must see’ destinations in order to find our own way from one side of this glorious country to the other. This is going to be good, #Scouts_Honor!
tags: Jazzing The Glass
Kyra and I are currently in California. Having escaped the sad grey skies of the Pacific Northwest, we've been enjoying waist high waves and that crazy shit called sunshine from Santa Cruz to C Street. We'll be in Long Beach this weekend attending the International Motorcycle Show and then making our way further south in search of surf. Oh, and we'll be eating a ceremonial turkey sammich and drinking champagne with our feet planted firmly in the sand. Other items on the itinerary? More slides atop me swine, perhaps some Pliny with the pig man himself, breakfast at Captain Mauri's, lunch at Pipes Café and dinner at Pizza Port. Maybe a sunset surf in Encinitas followed by a Pineapple n' Chile Margarita at Las Olas? We shall see.