Fate intervened, completely out of the blue I was cc'd on an email of someone looking for a person to go along with a new rider to look at a vintage bike and help them evaluate it for potential purchase. I sent an email saying I was busy, but then thought hmmm I have a beautiful vintage bike that I could sell. In that moment the bond with Scarlette was broken and emails started flowing back and forth. I stayed out of the sale and let my hub deal with that, because it was hard for me and I was teaching that long weekend. By the time my classes finished she was sold. It was a bittersweet moment, I sat on her for the last time, reminisced and even kissed her tank - yup I'm a squish.
After the paperwork was complete I rode with T and Scarlette to her new home. Of course we took a long scenic route and stopped to take some pics. She asked me if I wanted to ride her one last time, but I was content not too. So goodbye my lovely Scarlette lass, you will be missed and thank you for the lovely memories!