The atmosphere was a bit subdued this year at
DESMO Ducati Owner's Club. I've gotten a few tickets over the past few weeks, and more than a few friends (or friends of friends) have had some motorcycle-related drama.
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Spotless Desmosedici RR with only a few hundred miles on it. |
I had
ridden up to Woodstock on Saturday with a few friends, some of whom were going to the track, others who were headed home, and I wound up riding down to the BBQ on my own, after a lovely morning riding around the Catskills.
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Christan's lovely SportClassic |
Also, the appeal of
riding out of NYC from Central Park with 50 other Ducati enthusiasts has waned a bit. Attendance has also dwindled a bit; last year the DOCNYC had maybe 25 riders up to Hamptonburgh, and this year even less.
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Untouched 1985 Ducati 750F1A, #570 of 602 (and the last Ducati made before Cagiva purchased the Italian manufacturer). |
The ride was hot, and by the time I got there, most riders had already showed up. There were a few classics, but the main attraction was a trailer-queened Desmosedici, with barely any miles on it, number 850 of the 1,500 produced.
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1990 Ducati 851 Superbike, the predecessor of the 916. Stock except the Termignoni exhaust. |
There were a bunch of regulars, and the raffle was fun as always.
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Ducati 900SS Superlight |
I walked away with five hats, and a few t-shirts, but nothing outrageous.
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Ducati 749R Custom paint... everything possible upgraded, and best in show last year. |
DESMO unbelievably has been around for fifteen years.
I didn't stay too late either, and rode home myself.
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A couple of heavily-modified 1198S Ducatis, with more carbon-fiber than imaginable. |
I've started using
Waze pretty seriously, as the directions automatically update based on traffic conditions, which are actually crowdsourced from users contributions,
But alas, even Waze had me mixed up, and I ended up taking a very circuitous route home.
To top it off, on the last exit of the Palisades, I left my wallet on the gas pump, and showed up at the George Washington bridge with no cash, no ID or insurance information. I managed to cruise through though, and home, though a little exhausted and worse for wear.
© 2015 Tigh Loughhead
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