Riding

Just a short update – went for a ride last Saturday with Bob. He on his souped up Connie, and me on the GoldWing (I tweaked my back and the big bike was more manageable than my other options). Had a nice ride out to Port Angeles then wandered down highway 112 along the straits to where it turns either to Clallam Bay or back onto the 101. Rode back to PA along Crescent Lake, which is always a treat, and then to Bob’s home for coffee. A nice day out on a bike.

Going around Lake Crescent I noticed that some of the yellow warning signs that suggest a safe corner speed were higher than the now posted speed limit – 35 mph. I remember being able to blast along that twisty section – and had to, to avoid being run down by log trucks. Not any more and I suspect given the twisty nature of the road, which limits the effectiveness of radar detectors, that more than a few of us will enhance the coffers of the state from speeding revenue.

Later

Weekend at Play

The forecast was good so Steve and I headed out for an overnight to Oregon intending to stop in McMinnville and roam the Air Museum. After that, head for the coast and the next day ride home. It was freakin cold when I climbed out of the bunker – like 26 degrees – but the sun was coming up and a Gerbing jacket and heated grips take the edge off…..and that’s about all they do on a K1300S at 75 mph.

It remained cold until Portland, where the drivers will get your temperature up, and then got comfy as we arrived at the museum. Got quite warm actually at around 55 degrees.

Significant additions have been made to the air and space components as well as to the number of static displays outside the formal museum buildings so if you have not been here in a while, I’d strongly suggest a return visit. Here is some of what we saw:

I took a lot of other pictures but one should spend a day taking it all in.  If you get too hot there is a new water park, where you can cool off, featuring a 747 allegedly with a water slide that runs through it. Must be popular as there were more than a few cars parked outside.

After our fill of aircraft, spacecraft, and tanks, we headed for the coast and spent the night in a Motel-6 in Lincoln City. Steve had a saddle bag trauma though. The latching mechanism on the saddlebag containing his stuff broke and he could not get into it. We tired all manner of things with no luck – depressing – but at least bad people couldn’t take his stuff either; that was the good news. The real bad news was his Gerbing jacket was in there so he anticipated a cold ride in the morning.

Fortunately it was about 42 degrees when we left so Steve wasn’t too bad behind the fairing on his RT, but the cold spots, down to the mid 20 degree region were unpleasant I’m sure. Regardless we got home in nice warm mid 50 degree temperatures – in the sun – and had the best ride of the year so far. No snow, ice, clouds, or rain. Superb.

I’ll add that I bought a small Kriega R-15 backpack from South Sound BMW to use as an alternate to luggage on my K1300S. I instinctively dislike backpacks on motorcyclists thinking they will present problems in the event of an off. Just thinking about sliding, or tumbling down the road with one on my back isn’t appealing – but I gave in to my desire to travel light and used it on this trip. Good choice.

First off the thing is configurable – that is one can add a 5 or 10 litre additional pack to it if you just need to do so. It can carry a hydration bladder inside, and has little compartments for small stuff like registration, wallet, and so on. I could easily carry enough stuff to support a week on the road – assuming that is limited to changes of socks, underwear, toiletries, and medications. Further, the shoulder straps are shaped such that they don’t impinge upon one’s ability to ride in comfort or control the bike. I really didn’t notice it at all.

Though I still have concerns about the safety of such things, I will likely continue to use the backpack for short rides – it is quite convenient.

 

Been Busy

Had a few folk email me wondering if I was doing anything with the web site; riding, and so on.

Honestly, I’ve been busy doing other stuff. First off the weather here in the Pacific NorthWet has been just that – wet, plus there has been a bit of snow and it has been colder than I like to ride in so I’ve just been checking the battery tenders on the bikes and mending equipment. Not normal for me as I like to ride – but this weekend looks perfect to make up for being grounded.

The major news is, after my spouse retires this July, we plan to relocate to North Carolina. It means putting our home up for sale for whatever we can get for it in this down market, and bugging out for warmer climes as soon as possible after that. To that end, I’ve been researching all manner of move related things and making decisions about stuff I had not expected to be bothered with. It interferes with riding.

The move also meant delaying some important rides I was looking forward to by a year, and having to add some extra days to those rides to account for the travel from North Carolina; and that has been entertaining. About all I can say right now is that plans for my year have been “altered” significantly, and my head space is caught up in the adjustment.

That’s all for now but know that I will be posting more regularly as the year progresses.

Reflection

The new year has started and it means I’ve been retired a year – and it has flown by quickly. I really had few plans other than to ride my motorcycles a lot and just decompress from a lifetime working, and I did just that. I don’t miss working anymore, though adjusting to my new life I did sometimes miss the daily interaction with colleagues.

33,000 miles following the front tire, WSBK race in Utah, Death Vally in January, a wonderfully scenic couples ride into British Columbia with friends, Wyoming in September, and a host of shorter day rides or multi-day trips away from the bunker; all good. I discovered new roads and areas to ride – new to me anyway, and I met some interesting folk along the way.

I’ve ben confronted with medical issues – one quite serious, the others just old guy stuff that medication takes care of but the outcome in both cases indicates I’ll be on earth to pollute the environment with motorcycle exhaust for a few more years. That makes me happy.

My wife and I just returned from a 6000 mile trip visiting our daughter in North Carolina. (I don’t fly unless absolutely required). And it was great to see the country from the comfort of a 4 wheel machine. Heated seats and grips are nice on a bike and just as nice on the cage, but we rarely needed them. Temperatures were warm – up to the 60s on a couple days – and the sun was out every day we were gone from Washington. Uplifting. Such an interesting country we live in.

2011 was stellar – I’m stoked for 2012. More riding, more of those rides accompanied by my wife, and more rides with friends. I do have a couple long range solo rides planned and I may be making adjustments to my bike inventory for a project I have been working on – one of those goals that’s been deferred for thirty years.

Wish you all a great 2012.

 

The Community of Soldiers

Been with my daughter the past few days which reminds me being in Washington is just too damned far away from family. I miss being around her and Alec, my grandson.

Since I’ve been here, I’ve reconnected with the things in a military life that are so treasured. Kat’s husband is overseas and a few months ago their landlord informed them the house they were renting was going on the market. It wasn’t worth the asking price. So Kat went about purchasing a home, had it built, and has been moving into it for a few days before we arrived – without a husband. Just she and her son. Laurie and I have been helping.

We, during our stay, have met several people – all soldiers, or former comrades who have been helping Kat through her husband’s deployment. They will help Kat finish the move, no doubt.

The sincerity is clear, and their actions obvious. And it happens in the community of soldiers – rarely, if ever, in the civilian community and not with the love of profession I see here, and I experienced in my service.

Most of us review our nations wars through the news media, or the Internet, and it becomes an intellectual thing. You get a much different view of it in the community of soldiers wives.

It’s been a great Christmas so far.

Freezing Fog

Decided to take a road trip to see my daughter in North Carolina. Left about 0200 on Saturday figuring to take advantage of light traffic and get a long first day in. Good plan but nature had other ideas. Freezing fog. Couldn’t travel much faster than 55 mph till past Kellogg Idaho. Road surface is ice, and the moisture freezes on everything. Amazed we didn’t lose control and skid off the highway though it felt like it a lot.

Things got much better in Montana with sunshine and clear, dry roads. Spent the night in Bozeman.

Good weather on the second day. Made it to Sioux Falls in temperatures around 50 degrees. A real enjoyable and scenic drive.

Temperatures hold on our third day but super windy from Omaha east to Indianapolis. Plenty times I thought we would get blown off the road along with the big trucks that were also having difficulty. Warm and sunny though.

Woke up on Tuesday with terminal shits, and puking. After an hour, I turned the driving over to Laurie and crawled into the back seat to sleep. I did drive a little of the two lane through coal country and I have to say this is one pretty part of the country. We often think this is a depressed area, and flush with cheap mobile homes and poor folk. It may be, but there is no trash on the roads, lawns – around whatever home – are cut and trimmed, and drivers are courteous. Kind of a stark contrast to the trash strewn Washington we live in.

Even the freeways and secondary roads are mown, and in excellent condition. Eye opening.

Anyway made it to Kat’s place in one piece. Warm weather. I went to bed.

Cold

As noted by the weather guessers of late, it has been cold and foggy. My BMW and Honda bikes come equipped with an ambient temperature reading that also alerts the rider to temperatures where black ice could be an issue.

My Yamaha does not have such luxury. Instead of monitoring the temperature readout during a cold day on the bike, to see the exact temperature, you simply note the oscillations of the steering head brought about by shivering. The range/frequency will indicate the air is OK, cold, really cold, and why the f**ck are you riding right now…..which is really, really, really cold.

I know, I could have plugged my Gerbing jacket in, but that would skew the readout. Just kidding.

Thanksgiving

2011 has been a year of introspection and reflection for me. Not working at a job frees up a lot of time for such things, and its probably good my wife still works so I have me time to deal with the results.

I still have a lot of crap to work through when it comes to holidays, for example, I want to do something evil every time a Target commercial comes on the T.V. featuring that screaming lunatic woman.

At any rate, I do wish all my friends and family a relaxing and comfortable Thanksgiving. My brother will join us, and I’m actually looking forward to that.

And, as a bonus, it is Tanksgiving on the Military Channel.