Choose your Companion Wisely

A good article on Motorcycle-Gear-and-Riding-Info.com


Thoughts to consider when planning a trip with someone else.

Here is a snip:

Over the course of a trip, many other factors can make the difference between fun and aggravation.

  • Some riders want to ride, ride, ride for hours…while others would rather stop often for a Dairy Queen or to take in the sights…
  • Some riders must fill up their gas tank every 150 miles…while others can go for 300 miles or more between refills…
  • Some riders would rather camp out at the end of the day…while others would rather stay at the Holiday Inn…
  • Some riders can’t decide where they want to go and how they want to get there…while others plan their route and stick to it throughout the day.

You can read the full article HERE

Parking Lot Safety for Motorcycles

When is the last time you had a close call in a parking lot?

Was it your fault or the other guys? I had a slow speed close one recently and it would have been all my fault. Good time to review some safety steps:

Using the SEE system in parking lots

The SEE system is used by millions of motorcyclists to get them safely from Point A to Point B.  It can be broken down into the following steps:

1. Search for possible dangers.
2. Evaluate all potential hazards, including turning cars, loose or uneven road surfaces, rain or other precipitation, etc.
3. Execute the proper action to avoid the hazard.

 

Read the full article here on the  Impact Recovery Systems website

A Motorcycle Christmas Poem

By: Rich Gouin

Twas the night before Christmas when all through the garages

Not a motorcycle was rumbling, except for Santa Claus’

The leather was hung in the closet with care

In hopes that nice weather, soon would be there

 

Our bikes were all nestled snug in their covers

With visions of blacktop and burning up rubber

With momma in her bandana and I in my skull cap

We had settled down for a long winters nap

 

When out on the lawn, arose such a rumble

I sprang from the bed as I started to grumble

When what to my wondering eyes should appear

Was a pack of motorcycles, with riders and gear,

With one old driver so lively and quick

I knew in a moment it must be biker St. Nick

 

He was dressed all in leather, from his head to his foot

His clothes were all tarnished with bugs and road soot

A bundle of chrome he had flung on his back

Down the chimney he came, carrying a big red sack

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work

As he filled all the riding boots, then turned with a jerk,

And laying a finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose

 

He sprang to his motorcycle, to his team gave a sign

As they cracked there throttles and got into line,

Now Honda, Now Harley, Now Triumph, and Trike,

On Kawasaki, On Suzuki, On Yamaha and Victory,

But I heard him exclaim as he roared out of sight

Keep the rubber side down and have a good ride.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!