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Ruminations from the Rock Store
"Meet me at the Rock Store” is something of an invitation to Vanaheim for motorcyclists. A star-studded congregation and their steel steeds meet faithfully on Sundays at Ed and Vern’s barn-wood café perched on Mulholland Highway.
What’s not to like? Ducati takes its liquid-cooled, four-valve, L-twin Testastretta motor pumping out 130 hp and drops it into a trellis-framed naked bike with a semi-upright rider’s position, then tops it off with the paint scheme from the Italian flag (or the nearest pizza joint), carbon fiber here, there and everywhere, plus distinctive dual mufflers stacked high on the right.
Although the Harley-Davidson intra-family differences may sometimes seem insignificant from afar, once astride the bikes, the distinctions are enormous. Some H-Ds excite me, while others leave me ambivalent—even when they’re similar models. One that moves me is the FLSTN Softail Deluxe.
Now, that’s not to say the Deluxe moves me very quickly. To the contrary, what I like so much about the bike is the level of satisfaction it provides when I’m simply cruising along, enjoying the scenery, be it urban or rural.