'Spect you guys are probably right. 85 miles is not really enough to tell the tale. And then, as a couple of you mention, if/when I add highway pegs, ... well, seems pretty certain you'd need a backrest then. I don't expect to be doing any 1,000 mile days, Arthur, but on the other hand, I'll probably do longer days than I ever did on the ST (which, in recent years, was getting my back and shoulders pretty uncomfortable after the first two hours of any riding day).
Actually, my height is 6'1", GL03, and it's more or less evenly balanced between legs and torso. Even at that height, though, another pleasant confirmation (not a surprise, because I hadn't expected otherwise after having taken several demo rides over the past three years) was that the ergos of the bike seem to be fine for me -- including the positioning of the bars. I do not find them too close to me and certainly do not get the sensation that they may puncture my gut on tight slow speed turns. Maybe it's because my 35" sleeve length alllows me to sit as far back as possible...?
Yeah, that must have been me you saw, Arthur. I did all the Parkways around town and, like you, didn't see another bike during the entire outing. Not surprising, given the -3' C. temps. I expected I'd just ride the bike straight home from Wheelsport and have to immediately sit beside the fire for an hour to beat back the hypothermia. But -- another surprise for the day -- it wasn't that bad. The heated grips worked to keep my hands warm enough (though I did have to wick the dial up to max) and four layers of fleece kept everything but my feet warm enough. If it hadn't been for the feet, I'd have stayed out all afternoon.
As it was I eventually returned home, parked the bike in the garage, turned on a space heater, unfolded a camp chair, cracked a beer and commenced to spend the next couple of hours dividing my attention between the owner's manual and long periods of gazing at this amazing machine.
My wife eventually looked in on me and said she wished she had film in her camera. I said, "You know, I've been doing this since I was 16 [40 years!] -- sitting in a garage and admiring my motorcycle." And it's true. I first did it with my '64 Triumph Trophy and I've been doing it with every bike since then. I've loved 'em all -- not just as wonderful vehicles but as objects of beauty.
As I gazed at the Wing yesterday, I couldn't help but wonder what that 16-year-old would have thought if this bike had been miraculously plunked down in front of him back in 1964. :shock: It would have seemed so huge as to be laughable :lol: , so beautiful as to be unbelievable

, so technologically advanced as to seem a figment of science fiction :wink: .
Now that I have it in my stable, I am more in awe of this machine than ever.
Thanks for the welcoming congratulations, guys. Glad to be among yuhz.