A little history here. I packed up my life into my car & moved out to OR from RI a bit over two years ago for a dream job. There, I picked up this motorcycling habit as a function of being an engineer for an electric motorcycle design and development company. While out there I met my wonderful girlfriend, who recently got her chance at a dream job. We packed everything back up, this time into two cars, and moved to CT. It's great being back within reach of old friends, the environment where I grew up, but I had the itch to get back on a bike. We went up to the BMW dealership on a rainy day, looked at a few bikes, talked price a little, and the sky cleared enough for some riding. The F800R isn't what I was looking for, but it fit me perfectly. A week later, we went back to pick it up, left the car at the dealership, and set off on a semi-planned 160 mi, 5 hr ride through northwest CT. The story starts here! The bike, all ready to go! Picturesque Litchfield CT, where we had lunch at a cute outdoor pizza resturant. Abandoned/closed bridge, and waterfalls Continued and found one of the several wooden covered bridges in CT. Nearly toppled off the bike as I was putting it on the sidestand here- the stand found a leaf-obscured hole to drop into! We saw signs for a state park & waterfall, so we stopped there too. Great two-up ride, came away even more in love with the bike. More to come!