Fugging the Beemer

I had dinner with some Chain Gang guys tonight and it came up that Andrew (Senor Peligro) is tall but has a low seat on his F650GS. I said, huh, funny that, I’m short and I have the normal seat.

And thus, an after-dinner swap was made.

We’re ostensibly just trying out one another’s seats to see if the grass really is greener. So far I’m impressed, though — I can get the balls of my feet down now! With no suspension work! I think I’m in love.

The only problem? Andrew’s seat? Orange.

I’m not sure what it says about my taste that I really don’t find this combination horrifically unattractive. Maybe I’ll change my mind tomorrow in the harsh light of day….