Like many of you, I also ride motorcycles. I have two Hondas, one of which is 25 years old but still suits me quite well. Due to a confluence of some logistical and health challenges, now past, I hadn’t ridden in a few years. Late this past summer I again undertook two-wheeled transportation.
My first step was to get the bikes roadworthy. I called the nearest Honda motorcycle dealer to make an appointment for general service and was denied. “We don’t work on anything over 15 years old,” they said. My considered reply was an articulate, “Huh?” Somewhat pedantically, as if he’d had to explain a dozen times a day, the service rep again essentially told me to go poundsand.
