Motorcycle (Group) Ride

related Links: http://www.nationalpremium.com/groupriding/Ride Guide for Fun & Safety - http://www.msf-usa.org/
www.gmasw.com/riderrule.pdf (May 2006)

group riding pet peeves

• Death by blind spot. This one may not be entirely fair, but it drives me utterly batshit when the person in front of me rides at the exact speed that will place me SMACK DAB into someone's blind spot. If I speed up, I'll be tailgating my friend; if I slow down, I'll be lagging too far back. Ugh! I can physically feel my blood pressure rising whenever this happens.

• Speedy Gonzales, our optimistic leader. Hi, yes, if you're leading a group ride (which is defined by me as two or more riders intentionally going to the same place), you won't win any friends by waiting for an exactly-one-motorcycle opening in traffic and then gunning it and leaving the rest of us at the stop sign. (note: this doesn't bug me when everyone involved knows where we're going and it's a "destination ride" kind of thing -- only when the leader really is supposed to be leading)

• The fastidiously unprepared. Darwin had a name for these people: the dead. I am your road trip friend; I am not your mother. Yes, OK, fine, you can have some of my snackies, my water, my maps, my bridge toll money, my sweatshirts, my ibuprofen, my sunscreen...

• Unnatural attachment to right hand lane. Cars enter and exit the freeway in the right hand lane. Group rides do not go in the right hand lane. Group rides go in the left hand lane. I do not wish to die now, thanks.

• Time warp riding. I feel older. I am older. I am older because we are moving at the speed of evolution. Entire civilizations are born, rise to power, and fall, and yet we are still on this road. Please. Accelerate. Just because we are in the right hand lane of the freeway (see above) does not mean we need to be going 45mph. Please. I age.

One of my pet peeves is some fat head who drives the same speed in the left lane as the cars in the right...And has a half mile of clearance in front of him...

Use the left lane to pass ... Then get over till it's time to pass again...

So if you are one of those jerks who thinks it's your right to drive in whatever lane at whatever speed you choose, Then you deserve to see some brights in your mirror....

If you have a half mile of clearance in front of you and cars on your bumper...
You're driving too slow in the wrong lane.....Just get over and get over yourself....

What Do You Do with Tailgaters When You Are Riding Your Motorcycle

What Do You Do with Tailgaters When You Are Riding Your Motorcycle

If you’re being tailgated while riding your motorcycle, the best thing you can do is to let them pass. If you speed up, chances are he will too, and you’ve only compounded the danger to yourself. Just swallow your pride, and let the joker by, and be safe. :-)

Link: TheBikerWeb.com

4 Arizona rides for motorcyclists

If you’ve driven throughout Arizona, you know that a pack of motorcycles on a highway or byway is as common as the prickly pear on the road’s shoulder. Those who love to ride will tell you that it’s all about the road, not the destination. Arizona is home to many great rides, for those new to motorcycles and those who have logged miles from Patagonia to the Petrified Forest. Day trips or weekend getaways are easy to plan. You can even rent a Harley and try it out for a weekend before deciding whether to saddle up long-term.

Mike2Panama

San Diego to Yuma AZ

The entire trip was just over 394 miles, run in under 7 hours 15 minutes. I averaged about 39 mpg for the trip.

Dogs on a Motorcycle

Here are two more cute dog on motorcycles pictures. There were taken by Killboy.com.
related links: http://theoasisofmysoul.com/,http://killboy.com
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Stonyford Loop

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WestWord Riders Motorcycle Mtg


Date : 3rd Saturday/Mo, From : 8:30am
Location : Black Bear Diner, Gridley


Event Description :

The WestWord Riders motorcycle fellowship meets the 3rd Saturday of each month at 8:30am at Black Bear Diner in Gridley (once you try the food you'll know why we drive there!). Join us for more information about who we are and what we do.

Each meeting is followed by a planned ride so dust off that helmet and join us! For any other information contact Willy Alongi at 701-1045.

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Underlying the excitement and anticipation are the mundanities of preparation. Instead of jumping on my motorcycle and roaring off, the way the movies would show it, I am buying camping equipment and underwear, stocking up on spark plugs, fiddling with carburetors, and trying to finish the technical manual I contracted to write before I leave.
But it is a hot, sunny Silicon Valley day and the motorcycle is parked one hour away over the hill in the garage of my cottage in Santa Cruz. I swear I can hear it calling me.

And though I want to leave tomorrow, today, now, and though I've traveled enough in my life to know the process, I'm strangely nervous about this particular trip, one that will take me around the edges of the United States. Although I'll also be crossing over the borders to Canada and Mexico, it is the U.S. borders that, up front, seem the most exciting and the most disturbing, and the thought of a journey here is giving me more butterflies than the pre-trip jitters I've had before overseas travel.

http://www.motorcyclemisadventures.com/americanborders/borders01.html

Brennan Dates

Riding in the wind is tricky and can be very dangerous when you are on two wheels. Say for instance that the wind is coming from my right side; I have to lean into the wind in order to keep traveling in a straight line. For some reason the way the wind was ripping over me and my bike, it was trying to pull my helmet up and off of my head which put a huge, uncomfortable strain on my neck hour after hour.


The two of us would be leaning into the wind, which was pretty constant for most of the day, when all of a sudden the wind would blast us from a different direction sending us all over the road, sometimes into oncoming the oncoming lane! It was really nerve wracking to lose control like that. We started watching the grass ahead of us on the road to see what the wind was doing.


Passing trucks was crazy too. The wind was from the right so when we passed an eighteen wheeler it would block the wind. It would be nice and quite and if it was safe we would just hang off of the left side of the trailer to enjoy a few seconds out of the wind. When we would finish the pass we would need to swerve towards the front of the tractor so we would be leaning into the wind as we cleared the front of the truck or we would have been blown across oncoming traffic and off of the road.
www.parkinsonsride.com http://20thousandmilesforparkinsonsdisease.com/

DougsMotorcycleDiary.com

Seattle to South America
Travel from Seattle WA to Tierra del Fuego, and back, on my 2003 Suzuki Bandit while photographing everything I can to provide the best depiction of the culture, sights, smells, and whatever else seems relevant.

The Oasis of My Soul

We pretty much made a straight line to Booth, Texas, yesterday. South west of Houston, we have set up camp on Carl’s and Colette’s property. Beautiful area away from the City, it is quiet here, beautiful land, greats hosts, a couple horses and a couple dogs… Carl is a disturbed man, too many bikes in the garage, I told him that they did have counseling available for such cases… Spirit likes it here, off leash he has been running one hundred miles an hour all afternoon… he has been inside the house with us when having dinner and amazed me how well he has minded me. He is so rarely off the leash. The laws will not allow it, Nature will not either with its hidden predators everywhere, mainly leery about hidden snakes most of the time. I dislike leashes, but has become a must quite a while ago. There was no rest for us, well, for me anyhow, we are having a big gathering tomorrow and the food stores where immediately our destination. This one particular store we went in was yet the best I had seen, called "Fiesta"… Like a kid in a candy store, a store catering to mainly the local Hispanic population, I was lost within the unrecognizable produce, all fresh and abundant, displayed throughout. The parking lot even had many vendors, close to starving without breakfast or lunch, walking downwind, the smells of the smoke was as torture for the soul!