This morning, with nice weather and permision from the Boss, I took the Gilera up to Pie in the Sky.
It was lovely. The scooter started dead easy, gave off anice cloud of smoke and sounded just like a chainsaw...... I was in heaven. 
I had my GPS with me to try and calibrate the speedo.
Anyhow, along Pennant Hills Road, it was an absolute joy. It was so effortless, even though my feet were still twitching, wanting something useful to do. The Gilera is comfortably fast enough to allow my style of riding in that kind of traffic.
(I hate sitting in blind spots of cars, or beside very big trucks, so I tend to slow down to make a gap in front of me in my lane, then blast past other traffic quite quickly, slowing down again when I'm in some clear space.)
Not being able to ride like that was what had scared me when I was test riding the Korean 4-stroke thing.
So, I learnt that 70 kph on the GPS was 80 by the speedo..... OK
Then, onto the Freeway and up to 80kph, speedo reading 90 something, still dead easy, and, when I got to the 110 sign, off the wee thing went like a rocket to 100kph (GPS) which showed as nearly 120 kph!
Traffic was fairly heavy, so I lurked in the empty left hand lane round the first few bends and onto the big up-hill straight, at which point I thought I'd give it a wee bit more go, and away she went, accelerating quite briskly to 110kph, up-hill, on the GPS.
Speedo, by this time is about 140!
A police car, at the side of the freeway reminded me that there is a time and place for everything, and I settled for the 110kph, but, as I did, I started wondering.
Back when I rode a 125 two-stroke motorbike I had managed to get its engine to seize on that particular bit of road. At that time, quick as a flash, I had grabbed the clutch and headed for the breakdown lane.
Now, here I am thrashing along on only my second time on the Gilera, no rev counter and no clutch to pull in, and no real idea of how much more thrashing it will take.
Can anyone tell me what does happen if you seize the engine with CVT?
Anyhow, off the freeway at Berowra, and through the works to Cowan, it was pottering along absolutly beautifully.
I was desperate to try the sweeping bends from Cowan to Pie, but.... just my luck, a slow H-D was in front of me and I wasn't interested in risking passing him.
It was busy at Pie, and there were heaps of folk blasting up and down the hill, so I decided to leave my "learner" trips up and down for another, quieter day.
Return trip home, smooth as..... no pain in hips, no pain in knees, big grin on face..... and the feet STILL twitching.
Love the smell of two-stroke in the mornings!
Warning: Posting may contain traces of sarcasm and/or nuts.
regards, CrazyCam