10-18-2023, 06:04 AM
As an addendum, I have made no secrets about my cheapskate nature.
The Del Mar test ride on Saturday was at a biker event that took place on one of the state beaches in Orange County. Didn't know that paying $15 for state beach parking was part of the deal, and looking at the line of cars and bikes waiting to park at the beach, I figured it would be about 30 minutes before I could get in there. I tried probing the parking exits to see if I could sneak in, but they were being monitored by security guards who were only letting in returning test riders bringing back the LiveWire bikes.
Hmm... I'm generally offended by the thought of having to pay to park a motorcycle, so I rode down the beach a bit to a free public lot that wasn't too far away. It was filling up fast, but a few like-minded riders had parked along some of the curb space and walked into the show.
I did so, and went in and enjoyed the show and had my LiveWire test ride. Shortly afterwards, a biker came up to me and said "Hey bud, if that's your orange Enfield, better move it quick. The cops are coming to write tickets to anyone who parked in that lot over there.
I thanked him, and we hoofed it to the parking lot. He had a dog with him. This was a little puzzling until we got back to our bikes, and I saw that doggo Maya had her own seat on the guy's Indian. We beat it before the cops got to us. Whew!
The Del Mar test ride on Saturday was at a biker event that took place on one of the state beaches in Orange County. Didn't know that paying $15 for state beach parking was part of the deal, and looking at the line of cars and bikes waiting to park at the beach, I figured it would be about 30 minutes before I could get in there. I tried probing the parking exits to see if I could sneak in, but they were being monitored by security guards who were only letting in returning test riders bringing back the LiveWire bikes.
Hmm... I'm generally offended by the thought of having to pay to park a motorcycle, so I rode down the beach a bit to a free public lot that wasn't too far away. It was filling up fast, but a few like-minded riders had parked along some of the curb space and walked into the show.
I did so, and went in and enjoyed the show and had my LiveWire test ride. Shortly afterwards, a biker came up to me and said "Hey bud, if that's your orange Enfield, better move it quick. The cops are coming to write tickets to anyone who parked in that lot over there.
I thanked him, and we hoofed it to the parking lot. He had a dog with him. This was a little puzzling until we got back to our bikes, and I saw that doggo Maya had her own seat on the guy's Indian. We beat it before the cops got to us. Whew!