After building benches and cabinets and spending time upgrading the garage, it felt good to pull the cover off the Guzzi, set it up on stands and contemplate some wrench time before rolling it out. This is when a bit of slow, reflective maintenance makes all the difference, for the bike and for the mind, too. Chilly days begin giving way to hints of warmer weather, hands feel the cold metal soon to come alive again, turning the remains of dead dinosaurs into heat, explosive sound and forward motion, it's the right thing to do.
The Centauro will be on the stands for a while, it needs a little work and so do I. There's a new battery sitting on the bench, oil and filter on the way, some brake work to be done, but there's absolutely no rush, hurrying would spoil it, it takes time to fully engage the mind and bring back the flood of memories that makes it all worthwhile.
This scene is not unique, it's happening all across the country where the cold is finally easing. If you're watching the snow melt as the weather warms, like I am, go slow, savor the time, get reacquainted with your bike, your tools and your thoughts. It's a ritual of rebirth. Enjoy it.