I cannot clean that bike to save my life. I don't have a garage, I park the bike out on the street in Brooklyn (sssshhhh) I hop on it in the morning - rain or shine - and I expect her to deliver me to my location. Whether or not I can keep her upright is my problem not hers. She does her job by obeying all my commands like the kitten she is. It's wet, it's foggy in the morning - bike gets dirty. It's wet and foggy at night - bike gets dirtier. The dirtier she is, the darker she becomes, the more I like her - not a lot of chrome on my Ozzy; just the way I like it.
So yeah. But I did notice some creak sounds emanating from the front disc tonight. Can't blame it. It's got mud on the insides
Agreed, don't ride if you can't ride. Safety first. Bike is fine, you're in danger
Oh, and elements? I open my mouth, get a mouthful of rain, and spit it out in the air while yelling "bring it on!!!" I wanted to yell that during the nightmarish nor'easter night ride that I did too, but I was afraid that if I made any sudden moves - like breathing - I would fly off of Manhattan Bridge, so I kept my opinions to myself. You just don't want to push that mother nature sometimes.