On Sunday, I was out for a pleasant ride on my Harley. I rode on familiar two-lane, tree-lined, country roads in my home county. So yeah, it’s me — ol’ geezer on his geezer-glide putt-putting away.
I ride in full gear all the time — boots, long pants, DOT-listed helmet, and a protective, well-ventilated ballistic nylon jacket. Usually — I admit when it’s really hot — I can’t wear a jacket. Roasting fatigues and dehydrates me, thus making it unsafe to ride.
So as I was riding along on this pleasantly warm sunny day, I came to a stop light. Two younger guys on motorcycles that they had modified (one with “ape hanger” bars) pulled up behind me. Revved their engines… obvious to me, they wanted to…
Some of us of a certain generation may remember a children’s magazine in a doctor’s office that showed a photo and asked, “what’s wrong with this picture?”
Actually, the picture itself is fine. What they are asking is, “what in this photo is wrong?” For example, I posted before about the rider in the image to the right who I saw riding on I-5 in Seattle a couple years ago. A real contender for the Darwin Award.
Being a safety-minded rider who believes in ATGATT, I present to you a new marketing photo…
Last month, a friend of mine posted this message about her son having a motorcycle crash:This message bothered me tremendously. I know this family. My heart was hurting because I knew from the description of this crash and the biker’s injuries, that recovery would be a long and painful process.
Yesterday, I learned that…
I usually note milestones for this blog by celebrating each new 100 posts that I have made. I am a bit tardy in my recognition of the 2,500 milestone, reached with this post about the best jeans for boots on 4 November. Soon after that, this blog took a turn when I violated my own rule about not posting about politics. I still remain fearful of what will happen to my country in which I once had faith, but there is nothing I can do about it except join the good fight against what’s to come. But that is for other blogs written by friends in the political world that I will re-engage to prevent disaster (as best we can.)
Interestingly, when I went looking for my 2,400th blog post, that post was written …
One of my well-intentioned but non-motorcycle-riding friends continues to send me articles that she finds on the web to try to discourage me from riding my Harley again. I know she cares, but I really wish she would lay off. I understand the risks and work hard to minimize them. I know that I cannot completely eliminate all risk, and I understand that riding a motorcycle — especially on congested suburban roads where I live — is dangerous.
I learned many lessons from my experience when I crashed while riding my Harley to work on May 31. One of the most important lessons was…
I am pleased to present updated riding gear that I received (or purchased for myself) to celebrate having healed my injuries from the motorcycle crash on 31 May and getting back on my Harley.
As I indicated in a previous post, when a helmet absorbs the shock of a crash, it must be replaced. My new…
I regret having to retire my favorite motorcycle helmet. I have worn this helmet for about five years now. It was color-matched my Harley, and its fit was superb. This helmet is recommended and worn by motorcops across the USA. But when I crashed on 31 May, this helmet…
I sincerely appreciate the overwhelming support from my family, friends, and loyal blog readers wishing me well after I reported that I crashed my beloved Harley during my clear-dry-day commute to work on Tuesday, May 31, and broke 3 ribs as a result.
Many of those who reached out to me referred to this unfortunate mishap as an “accident.” Nope, it really was a crash and this is why…
I really do not have much to say, but since my posts on this blog have been infrequent, I thought I would acknowledge the slow progress toward recovery from my recent injuries, as well as a few other observations….
No matter how careful and safely I operate my Harley, something quite unexpected happened yesterday while riding to work… Continue reading