01-10-2022, 03:35 AM
From an earlier thread, I bought a used '21 CB300R the week before Christmas, to replace the CB1100 as a daily commute mule, reserve the 1100 for occasional pleasure riding, and to have something small and light for Mrs. Gone's first bike when she decides she's ready to start riding. The original owner was close to my Mom's house in north San Diego, so I tucked the bike in her garage, and would bring it home after the holiday hustle was over.
We spent the weekend with Mom, and I brought the little bike home yesterday. I did receive the requisite guilt line from Mom... "Maybe I should keep putting motorcycles in my garage so you'll visit more..." Yes, Mom...
Since the original owner tucked the bike in the back of his garage after putting 500 miles on it, it is coated in a year of dust, and I assumed no maintenance had been done to it. So, first order of business was to put the tires at the correct pressures and change the oil before hitting the highway. Everything about this bike is cute and tiny... even the oil capacity, 1.5 qt. The first stop was the gas station, as only one blip was showing on the gas gauge. 1.7 gallons to fill. Neat! Guys on other forums are reporting 200 miles of range on a tank.
I didn't want to flog the little bugger on an 80 mile freeway run, especially on a late Sunday morning when flow of traffic would be at maximum speed. I was able to enjoy a relaxed coastal ride up through the city of Oceanside to get used to the bike, but north of that lies Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton, with the only option to traverse being the I5 freeway, which flows at 80 mph. On the freeway we went, and I was surprised that she brapped up to 70 mph very eagerly, with more on tap. It was a bit disorienting to look down at the tach, showing a number much higher than I'm used to, but I'm also not used to a small single cylinder engine spinning under me. I parked in the right lane and cruised, leapfrogging motorhomes and semi trucks. She's amazingly stable at freeway speed, even going around large semis. No wind blast, which I found unusual, as this bike has literally no front end. It's like there's nothing there in front of the handlebars. I don't even think I'll bother with a windscreen.
North of Camp Pendleton, I got off of the freeway and enjoyed the coast up through Laguna Beach, then turning north and heading up through Santiago Canyon to home. She's a fun little ride in the twisty stuff.
Mrs. Gone had driven straight home, so she got there about an hour before me, and was happy to see that we got home safe, and nervously asked how the bike did on the freeway. With such a small engine, her concern was that it won't have the beans to make my daily commutes, and that I won't want to ride it much, thereby putting more pressure on her to take her lessons and start riding. "Does it have enough power?" Yes dear. "Oh good, I don't feel so much pressure now." No dear, it will be ready whenever you are.
I took it to work for the first time today, expecting to enjoy its narrow frame through tight traffic. But, for whatever reason, freeway traffic on my daily route was weekend-light. Is today a holiday I don't know about?
It's a really neat little bike. At low speeds, it reminds me of the scooter I run around events with for work, but it can hang at reasonable highway speeds with no problem. I won't be taking it on weekend trips, but for the daily slog, it will do the job. The ergonomics for such a small bike are very good for my 5' 9" ish size, and it's light enough that Mrs. Gone can push it around in the garage if she needs to without fear.
We spent the weekend with Mom, and I brought the little bike home yesterday. I did receive the requisite guilt line from Mom... "Maybe I should keep putting motorcycles in my garage so you'll visit more..." Yes, Mom...
Since the original owner tucked the bike in the back of his garage after putting 500 miles on it, it is coated in a year of dust, and I assumed no maintenance had been done to it. So, first order of business was to put the tires at the correct pressures and change the oil before hitting the highway. Everything about this bike is cute and tiny... even the oil capacity, 1.5 qt. The first stop was the gas station, as only one blip was showing on the gas gauge. 1.7 gallons to fill. Neat! Guys on other forums are reporting 200 miles of range on a tank.
I didn't want to flog the little bugger on an 80 mile freeway run, especially on a late Sunday morning when flow of traffic would be at maximum speed. I was able to enjoy a relaxed coastal ride up through the city of Oceanside to get used to the bike, but north of that lies Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton, with the only option to traverse being the I5 freeway, which flows at 80 mph. On the freeway we went, and I was surprised that she brapped up to 70 mph very eagerly, with more on tap. It was a bit disorienting to look down at the tach, showing a number much higher than I'm used to, but I'm also not used to a small single cylinder engine spinning under me. I parked in the right lane and cruised, leapfrogging motorhomes and semi trucks. She's amazingly stable at freeway speed, even going around large semis. No wind blast, which I found unusual, as this bike has literally no front end. It's like there's nothing there in front of the handlebars. I don't even think I'll bother with a windscreen.
North of Camp Pendleton, I got off of the freeway and enjoyed the coast up through Laguna Beach, then turning north and heading up through Santiago Canyon to home. She's a fun little ride in the twisty stuff.
Mrs. Gone had driven straight home, so she got there about an hour before me, and was happy to see that we got home safe, and nervously asked how the bike did on the freeway. With such a small engine, her concern was that it won't have the beans to make my daily commutes, and that I won't want to ride it much, thereby putting more pressure on her to take her lessons and start riding. "Does it have enough power?" Yes dear. "Oh good, I don't feel so much pressure now." No dear, it will be ready whenever you are.
I took it to work for the first time today, expecting to enjoy its narrow frame through tight traffic. But, for whatever reason, freeway traffic on my daily route was weekend-light. Is today a holiday I don't know about?
It's a really neat little bike. At low speeds, it reminds me of the scooter I run around events with for work, but it can hang at reasonable highway speeds with no problem. I won't be taking it on weekend trips, but for the daily slog, it will do the job. The ergonomics for such a small bike are very good for my 5' 9" ish size, and it's light enough that Mrs. Gone can push it around in the garage if she needs to without fear.