For the first time in months, I rode Rhonda, my motorcycle, in to work. Oh, how sweet it is. I was going to go out on a ride a month or so ago, but when I went to take her out, I noticed that the front fork lock was permanently stuck in the locked position. At least one of the tumbler springs in the lock had popped out, and the lock was unusable -- I couldn't even get my key in it, much less turn it. So my bike was permanently locked.

Time passed as I tried to decide what to do, and when I'd have time to do it. About a week or so ago, a friend of mine agreed to help me out. We decided that the lock was broken and would need to be replaced anyway, so he just put a metal bit on his drill and drilled it out. So now I can drive my bike safely without fear of the front fork locking by accident or anything. But the bike wouldn't start -- the battery was not quite strong enough to turn her over. Not too surprising, since it had been sitting for a few months.

Last night, I put the battery on my trickle charger. This morning, it was all charged up and ready to go. About fifteen minutes of fiddling about, and it was installed again and I was on the road. I think I'll be able to get a few more good rides in this year before it becomes too cold.