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I did not win the auction for the 1986 Ducati F1. As much as I would have regretted not having bid on it, the overall feeling is one of relief. I can say with some justification that I have been responsible for driving the price of two used Ducati F1's upwards by several hundreds of dollars.
The auction being concluded, I can focus on waiting for the 1990 750 Sport to return from the shop. We have long since passed the 2-month mark, and we are fast approaching 3. Every once in a while, the service people will call with a question about the battery, whether or not to spend an extra 20 dollars or not, or how they are sending the brake lines off to be duplicated in stainless. Then I hear nothing from them for a while, because they get busy with other things. The duration of service times for Ducati's explains the saying "I have two Ducati's: I have one to ride while the other is in the shop!" It also explains why many Ducatisti tend to take on their own servicing.
At this point, what I lack more than anything else is time. Though I enjoy tinkering, my past experience demonstrates that I have many tasks to consume my leisure time. Some of these, such as tending Higglety-Pigglety Farm, have rather inflexible timetables. After all, one must sow and reap according to nature's schedule.
Posted by Underblog at March 31, 2008 8:08 AM
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