Dudley Perkins SF to The Sea Ranch

I'm really getting into this commute from The Sea Ranch back down to Proof Lab every week.  Clocking miles on the 883 which has wound up to almost 50K… still running like a dream too.  Well, last night riding into the city my right rear turn signal bezel fell off and almost whacked ol' motorcycle Ben in the face as we tore down Park Presidio.  Sounds like a good reason to go see our friend Chris Perkins at DPHD down near the airport…

...333 Dudley Perkins Street by the looks of it.

...333 Dudley Perkins Street by the looks of it.

This place is like a museum.

This place is like a museum.

This map is in the entryway.  So I went ahead and put a pin just below Point Arena…looks like we're pretty alone up there ha

This map is in the entryway.  So I went ahead and put a pin just below Point Arena…looks like we're pretty alone up there ha

The 2014 Dyna Low Rider...

The 2014 Dyna Low Rider...

…but I think I'd hafta go with the new Street Bob 1200.  Here comes Chris… "Hey Brett, wanna taker out on a ride?"

…but I think I'd hafta go with the new Street Bob 1200.  Here comes Chris… "Hey Brett, wanna taker out on a ride?"

"…um yes please".  Here's the Street Bob next to my 883R… they make a pretty good looking couple eh?  

"…um yes please".  Here's the Street Bob next to my 883R… they make a pretty good looking couple eh?  

Eventually got around to getting my light cover, after getting my jollies on the 1200, and was headed back to Proof Lab.  Just before getting onto the Golden Gate Bridge, I pulled up next to this gentleman riding a real nice looking 883… we rode into Mill Valley and exited at Stinson Beach and stopped at the light.  "Sup man, where you headed?".  He says "Mendocino…". "No way let's ride together!" I say. So, here we are parked at that little deli in Tomales.  We made it up safe n sound.  Good times. Sic helmet.

Eventually got around to getting my light cover, after getting my jollies on the 1200, and was headed back to Proof Lab.  Just before getting onto the Golden Gate Bridge, I pulled up next to this gentleman riding a real nice looking 883… we rode into Mill Valley and exited at Stinson Beach and stopped at the light.  "Sup man, where you headed?".  He says "Mendocino…". "No way let's ride together!" I say. So, here we are parked at that little deli in Tomales.  We made it up safe n sound.  Good times. Sic helmet.