On Saturday, we ran into our first setback while readying the 1989 TransAlp for the trip.
New, of course, is in the eye of the beholder.
In this case, new means a new-to-us 1989 Honda Transalp now graces our garage. It’s Kathy’s ride to Alaska.
The 1990 Transalp is being relegated to second-class citizen, unless Mike decides we need his and her bikes. It needs a few hours of TLC and then will go on the auction block.