Yearly Archives: 2008

Chippewa Motor Patrol Boots

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I have a number of motorcycle cop boots. I like their appearance, style, and design. And I must admit that I was definitely influenced by “CHiPs” when it was on TV while I was in my teens.

Over the years, I have bought or received one dozen pairs of tall black cop boots. Not being a fetishist (as some might think), I got these boots for the purpose for which they were made: to wear (preferably with breeches) while riding my Harley.

One of the pairs of boots like this that I got more than a decade ago were Chippewa Motor Patrol Boots. They look nice, and even after all these years, are easy to keep shiny. That’s because they are made of patent leather. That is leather with a plastic coating on it. Instead of using shoe polish, all you need to do is use a damp cloth or perhaps Armorall Leather Wipes and the boots resume their shine.

But that’s the downfall of these boots, too. Because they are patent leather, they don’t breathe. Thus, they get hot. I mean really hot, and cause my feet to sweat if I wear them in the sun. Because they’re black, they absorb heat from the sun, and then become ovens for my feet.

Second, the sole that is used on these boots is just awful. It is called an “Alpha” sole — that’s the name of the manufacturer. The sole is a type of rubber, but I don’t think it is vulcanized. That is, the rubber is soft and seems to get close to the melting point when used on a motorcycle and gets anywhere near hot pipes or the engine. The soles have left black marks on my bike’s pipes. The marks have been the devil to remove.

Also, if you look really closely at the side of the boot in the photo with this blog, you will see that the patent leather looks like it has something on it. No, guys, it’s not what you think — it is damage from rubbing against a hot motorcycle engine while riding.

As I have attended a number of motor officer events over the years and have seen the boots real cops wear, I just don’t see these boots on their feet. Probably for reasons described here. Nice looking boots, but not a good choice for wearing by a real cop or a real biker on a motorcycle.

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It’s been an interesting time this last week or so when I have blogged about some stuff I was doing in my professional life. While I don’t want to frighten any readers, I can tell generally where people are coming from and where they find this blog. Please be reassured, I can’t determine identity of individuals or anything like that. But for example, when I noticed that I had a number of visitors from Europe and Australia, I put measurements in Metric equivalents. (Frankly, I wish the U.S. weren’t so insistently backward in retaining its old-fashioned system of measurements, instead of adopting the system the rest of the world uses. Oh well, there I go again… off topic!)

My stats were showing that Google searches were causing many people who were looking for information related to the field or locality of what I had been doing and where I was to end up on this blog. Well, this is a Gay Man’s “Boot & Leather Life” Blog, and it’s not likely that people who were using search engines about one thing wanted to end up here.

So, I have deleted those blog posts from last week. If you read them, that’s great… thanks for your understanding and support. If you didn’t, well they’re gone, so let’s get back to the basics: Boots, Leather, and living life with gusto as an out and open monogamously partnered Gay Man and who’s involve a bit in local civic life — respected for who I am, not discriminated against for “what” I am.

Tomorrow and hereafter I’ll return to my cowboy-and-biker booted Harley-ridin’ roots on this blog. Meanwhile, this message explains where some of the past messages went, and why they were deleted. I also chalk this up to experience in the blogging world, which is relatively new to me, having only been blogging since late January, 2008.

BTW, not all boots have to be tall and black, but man-oh-man, they sure catch my eye when they are! See ‘ya booted, later!

Home Safe, Sound, and Sleepy

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I finished my work out-of-town last week, and rather than be in people’s way of important work they have to do, I came home. My return flights were uneventful, though I had several cowboy boot sightings at my departure airport, which was nice to see. At least boot watching kept me awake until the plane left.

My partner met me at my home airport with a bouquet of flowers. That was unexpected, and joyful. I scared him a bit when tears rolled down my cheeks. No worries, tears of exhausted happiness.

If I went to bed to try to take an nap, I would not awaken… until after midnight, and then I couldn’t go back to sleep. So I am catching up on things around the house, email, and beginning to plow through stuff that I’ll have to deal with on Tuesday night during a public hearing. No rest for the weary… though this stuff is so incredibly boring, I’m surprised that it hasn’t put me to sleep. I called my family (including my eighth brother — you know who you are!) and caught up a little bit. I found out that we even have a new little one on the way. Life goes on, a day at a time. But life is short. I told each and every one of those with whom I have communicated that I love them very much.

My sweetie is really trying to be nice. He said not to worry about a thing, he has dinner all thought out and he will prepare it shortly. Usually the way we divide labor in our household is that he does all the laundry and I do all the cooking, which I enjoy doing. But today, well, a respite. He has my muddy, dirty, smelly, mildewey clothes in the wash, dinner ready to cook, and the flowers in a beautiful vase that my Mom gave me years ago. How incredibly sweet, thoughtful, and wonderful.

Meanwhile, I’m glowing with love; my partner, my best friend, my lover: what a treasure. I’m eating it up, and if I weren’t so tired… (well, this is a public blog).

Cop Boots: Ankle Breaking Decides It

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Yesterday, I had the pleasure of continuing the ongoing, in-person conversation with a group of motor officers who are considering recommending that they change the boots they purchase and wear on duty. I blogged about this before.

Currently, these officers wear Dehner Patrol Boots with a dress instep. The boots look great. However, the stock boots use cheap plastic “Dehcord” (made by Clarino) which cracks and breaks. So most of these officers opt to buy the more expensive but much more durable European calf leather Dehner Boots. The problem is that the boots are very expensive and their uniform allowance doesn’t cover the expense of the uniform (breeches, shirts, belts, etc.) AND these very expensive boots as quickly as they go through them with duty wear-and-tear.

Yesterday, they booted up in different boots offered by Chippewa, Intapol, as well as Dehner. The rode their Police Harley motorcycles on a skills course and put their bikes and their boots through the paces.

I could describe a lot more, but what it all boiled down to was what began as a side discussion, but became the major issue: boots that “break” (or bend) at the ankle badly are unacceptable (see photo above). Unfortunately, calf leather boots tend to do that. So it’s not only the expense, but also how the boots break in that make a difference, and these guys are so busy that they’re not all that interested in taking the time to “train” their boots to break a certain way. They just want to pull ’em on and ride!

Some of the cops wearing Intapol Boots thought that they had the same “breaking” problem that they had with Dehners. Those who tested the tall Chippewa Hi-Shine boots didn’t seem to have the same problem. Besides the cost, this is also probably why so many other motor units around the country use these boots for duty wear.

They will make their recommendation to their superiors: Chippewa Hi-Shine Boots it is. The discussions and the chance to observe yesterday’s trials was interesting. (I didn’t bring my camera to take pics yesterday. It just wasn’t something I could do in this particular situation.)

Boots On My Feet

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Someone asked me what boots I’ve been wearing lately. Here goes….

Friday, June 6: my partner drove me to Metro which he usually does on Fridays. Not being on the Harley, I wore my Lucchese Black Cherry Ostrich cowboy boots.


When I got home later that evening, I switched to my Nocona Rattlesnake cowboy boots with jeans to go to a regular family dinner.

Saturday, June 7, I went skydiving. I enjoy wearing Corcoran Jump Boots, and selected the Field Boot style, since this boot is light, flexible, and comfortable as heck. These boots also work real well on my Harley.

When I got home later, I kicked back in my good ol’ comfortable Chippewa Engineer Boots.

Sunday morning June 8, I had some chores to do around the house, so I put on my Thorogood Station Boots which are very light and comfortable, and good to wear as an all-around work boot.

After the chores were done, I took my elderly aunt and a few of her neighbors grocery shopping. For that trip, I switched to my Nocona Bullhide cowboy boots which are comfortable and look great with jeans.


After the fun of grocery shopping with a bunch of old ladies wore off, I changed to biker duds and put on my Chippewa Firefighter Boots which are comfortable, don’t get hot, and provide excellent traction while riding my Harley on a short ride.

When I returned, I took off my sweaty clothes and socks, and put on jeans and my Justin distressed tan cowboy boots. They’re beat-up ol’ cowboy boots that have taken a lot of gaff over the years and still keep kickin’. They’re comfortably well broken in, and best of all: don’t get hot — even if it’s 99°F (37°C).

Monday, June 9, dawned very hot and humid. I rode my Harley to the Metro, so I wanted to wear boots with a rubber sole that would also look good with clothes I wear to work. What was most important was that the boots not get hot. I chose my Ariat Cowboy Biker Boots.

When I got home, I took off all of my clothes since it was so blasted hot. Soon thereafter, the Postal Carrier brought me a large box. My buddy Bamaboy’s tall Wesco harness boots that I bought from him had arrived. After dinner, I put on some clothes and these boots to take a few pics. Nice boots!

Tuesday June 10 was also exceptionally warm and sticky. I chose my Champion Attitude harness boots to wear — since I rode my Harley to Metro again and they look good with clothes I wear at work.

When I got home, I “went cowboy” and put on jeans and my Dan Post roughout cowboy boots while I went around the neighborhood to talk to neighbors about disruption in our community caused by the installation of fiber optic lines by Verizon. These boots are cool (looking and temperature-wise).

After dinner, I changed again and put on my Lucchese Caiman Alligator cowboy boots with black jeans which I wore while presiding over a public hearing. Since storms were brewing, I could wear smooth-soled cowboy boots since I had to drive my truck instead of my Harley.

And finally today, June 11, I am wearing my H-D Police Enforcer Boots since I’m headin’ out after a while to go do some more consulting with my bike cop buddies about boot choices they are making, and about which I have blogged before. We’ll see various boots being modeled and worn while riding in some skills tests to see how the various boots handle real-life stress conditions. It should be an interesting show!

Bama’s Boots Now a Biker’s Boots

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This 18″ Wesco Harness Boot and its right mate just arrived today, sent to me by a buddy whose photographic skill and wit have become legend on “Boots on Line” — the infamous “Bamaboy.”

“Bama” has taken these boots on lots of “adventures,” mostly in dirt, clay, and mud. One of Bama’s photos of these boots enjoying one of those “adventures” is below. But he cleaned up the boots well, didn’t he? I’ll have to go play in them sometime, so they won’t think they’ve missed much. But these boots will also go riding on my Harley, as well.

I have enjoyed getting to know Bama. He is a smart, down-to-earth, and fun man with an engaging wit. I am honored to call him a friend, and appreciate that he gave me “first dibs” on purchasing a pair of his boots as he will be thinning his collection to make room for more that suit his current tastes and interests.

Bama, I know you’ll read this, so let me say, publicly, thanks a lot! Your boots will live on long on this Biker’s feet.

Hangin’ in the Heat

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I went skydiving with friends today on Maryland’s Eastern Shore. The photo shown here is of me taken years ago. Unfortunately, today in my haste to get out of the house to ride over to meet my buddies, I forgot my camera! I’m waiting for a bud to send me some of the pics that he took.

I used to go skydiving almost every weekend from May – October for years. As I have aged, and have a partner who can’t enjoy this sport, I don’t go skydiving as often. It’s a young man’s activity. Also, it’s just darned expensive. Fuel for airplanes is more expensive than fuel for cars.

It was so hot today — about 95°F (35°C) — that the heat rising from the land was rising faster than my rate of descent after I deployed my ‘chute to its full extension, so I rose in altitude for a while, and just “hung around” enjoying the view (what I could see of it through the haze). When I was over my DZ (drop zone), I pulled in the flaps, and slowly drifted down. I landed right on the spot I intended, each and every time.

I had an enjoyable day, hangin’ out in the cloudless sky.

Sixth & Cruise

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I am remiss in taking more pictures of my new Harley Road King, but I’m going to blog about a wonderful experience with it yesterday.

I was an invited speaker at a conference held at one of our federal government’s major training centers. This center is located about 65 miles north of where I live, in Emmitsburg, Maryland. Once I get on the highway, it’s a steady cruise “up the road” to get there.

And man oh man, does this bike love to cruise. Harleys in this class now come with six gears instead of five. When you’re up in sixth and cruising at 66mph (105kph), it’s only revving at about 2500 rpm, so it’s smooth, fairly quiet, and produces no vibration at all.

The bike came with factory-installed cruise control. I never thought I would want it or use it, but I thought since it had the feature, I would try it out. Traffic was light, the road was wide open. I got up to the posted speed limit (perhaps a couple mph over), engaged the cruise control, sat back, put my boots up on the highway pegs, and just cruised…. sweet!

This bike is so heavy that it practically rides itself while cruisin’ along. The stock seat is comfortable, too. And the best thing of all is that my right hand didn’t get tingly. What I mean is that in the past, when I had to keep constant pressure on the grip to maintain a steady speed, my hand would get tingly and sometimes even go numb. Now on a long cruise, I can let the cruise control keep the speed steady, and relax my hand so it doesn’t restrict blood flow and cause the tingly feeling and numbness. I’m gonna really like going on longer trips with this bike! Just kick it up to sixth and cruise….

Preparedness Pays Off

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The area where I live in the Maryland suburbs of Washington, DC, experienced exceptionally strong storms yesterday. I had no sooner arrived at home when the second wave of the storms struck, dropping hail and lots of rain, sideways. Since the forecast was calling for such storms, I didn’t ride my Harley. There’s no sense in taking chances.

When I got home, I discovered the power was out. I reached in the bottom of our pantry and pulled out our Disaster Supplies Kit. From that I took out two flashlights and inserted fresh batteries. I also got out the battery-powered radio. Since we heard in advance that the storms were coming, we had already taken things like our picnic table umbrella and hanging plants that were outside to the garage, so they would not become missiles in strong winds and damage our house or the neighbor’s.

Then the NOAA Weather Radio began sounding an alert. I listened… a tornado watch was just issued. The radio stores previous alerts in memory, and I scrolled through them… all for severe thunderstorms. The phone rang, and I told the caller that I don’t take calls during storms with lightning, and hung up. Lightning can easily travel through telephone lines and zap someone on the phone, or cause a fire, or worse.

I put our personal disaster plan into action. I drew the blinds and shades, so that if a branch broke off a tree and hit a window, we wouldn’t have glass flying around to hurt us. I turned on the portable radio and tuned it to an all-news station to listen for updates. Because the power was out, I knew that my partner wouldn’t be able to open the garage door with his remote. I kept an eye out for him and then opened the door manually when he arrived.

The rain had stopped, but more storms were coming. We grilled our dinner outside, and only opened the refrigerator once to get everything out that we needed. The news reports were ominous, with stories about funnel cloud sightings, downed trees and power lines. Someone in a neighboring county was killed while driving by a large tree that fell on his car.

Since the news reports indicated that the power outage was very widespread, our experience indicated that we probably would not have power restored for at least a day, if not longer. So we put our “power option” of our disaster plan into action.

Years ago, we bought a generator. I built a special pad for it and protective housing out in our woods, about 100m away from the house. I had a licensed electrician install a transfer switch, which disconnects our household power on four circuits from the main power coming into the house. I connected the wire from the generator to the special outlet for it at the back of the house. I then carefully turned the generator on and followed the instructions to energize the four circuits that are in the subpanel connected to the transfer switch.

Note: unfortunately, a lot of people die from using a generator incorrectly, such as by placing it inside a garage or basement, or outside the house but near an open window. Carbon monoxide from the generator kills silently and quickly. If you use a generator, operate it away from the house in a well-ventilated area. Connect it according to local ordinances and codes. If you want to power circuits in a house, have a transfer switch installed by a licensed electrician. That’s important to do because power from a generator plugged into household circuits that are not cut off from the main power system can energize (backfeed) electrical lines and hurt repair workers attempting to restore power for everyone.

Our refrigerator, freezers, sump pumps, and other essentials came back to life. We had power for some lighting so we could see after dark. Considering it was so warm out, and since there were still tornado watches in our area, we decided to sleep in our basement, since it is our designated safe place for such storms and was cooler. I brought the flashlights, the portable regular radio, the NOAA Weather Radio (which would sound an alert if a Tornado Warning were issued even in the middle of the night), pillows and blankets, and we were all set.

We slept soundly. The power remained out this morning. Not wanting to leave a generator running completely unattended, I turned it off. My partner went to work and I went to a speaking engagement. When I returned home, the power was still out. Since it had cooled, I refueled it, and turned it back on. Power was restored about 5pm. I turned the generator off to let it cool and put other things away, including taking the batteries out of the flashlights (so they won’t drain when not in use).

We were safe, sound, and okay. Our food didn’t spoil, and water that entered the sump wells drained, so we didn’t have any flooding in our basement.

Preparedness pays. You never know when. Get ready … now… this is your warning time. Be safe!

Get in gear!

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It is not well known, but motorcycle helmets do not have an infinite life. With time, the protective qualities in a helmet degrade with exposure to the elements, sweat, and wear. Helmet manufacturers and the Motorcycle Safety Foundation suggest that helmets must be replaced about every three to five years, depending on use, or immediately if the helmet absorbed the shock of a crash. A helmet will distribute the shock throughout to protect the rider, but then it is non-functional for protection after that.

Something else not well-known: helmet linings and the interior shell are very subject to damage from gasoline fumes. A helmet should not be stored in a garage, nor placed near the gas tank while refueling. I keep my helmets inside the house so gas fumes in the garage, which you really can’t smell but are there, don’t prematurely degrade my helmet.

I had my most recent helmet for five years. With a new bike, it was time to get a new helmet. Here’s my new Shoei full-face, well-ventilated, RF-1000 helmet. The color matches my bike. Pretty cool in function, style, and design. I look forward to wearing it each and every time I ride.

And I also ride with leathers when possible, and always, always, boots designed to provide both comfort and safety while riding. If I’m not in leather, I at least wear long pants. Get in gear, guys! It is the other fools on the road who claim not to see us bikers who can do you great harm, especially if you’re not geared properly.

And let me make a special shout-out to my dear friend AZ, who lives in a state where helmets are not required. He went on a ride with a buddy and insisted that both he and his buddy wear a helmet while riding. He went to a motorcycle shop with his friend to have him buy a new helmet. Way to go, AZ! You’re the man! Your caring concern shows in all that you do. As I’ve often said, he’s like my eighth brother. Luv ‘ya, bro’!