by Brent Allen (Bob’s Son)
Our experiences shape who we are as motorcyclists. We are the sum of our experiences. Every ride adds to who we are and can change the way we look at the world. My first cognizant motorcycling memory is from inside the family car. Read the rest of this entry »
by Clinton A. Buhs (RowdyRed94)
The mercury cleared 50 degrees in my Minnesota city just before the sun broke through the hazy sky. It was early afternoon and a breeze blew lightly from the west. The road called, so I put away my lawn rake and pulled on my riding gear.
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by “Big” Al, Motorcycle-Journal member
“I think we’ll have another slice of pie”, as he cuddled with his new wife having swapped out the old wife 2 years before meeting and falling head over heels for this, his second. Quite an upgrade in the looks department and a biker to boot I thought. Their love was still fresh, and tart and hinted of renewal like the last bite of summer blueberries lying on the plastic plate.
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by Roger “wildwolf”, Motorcycle-Journal member
After nearly 3 years of begging and pleading, when I was 10 years old my mom finally broke down and bought me a used motorcycle. It was a 50cc Honda, with 3 gears and a shift pattern of N-1-2-3 with a cable clutch. The first time I laid eyes on it, I knew then it was the most beautiful motorcycle in the world: I had to have it. Lucky for me, my mom was willing to part with the insane price of $40.00 cash to get it for me. Read the rest of this entry »
by Clint A. Buhs (RowdyRed94)
Yesterday was the first real ride of the season in Central Minnesota. I’d been around the city twice before in recent weeks on warm afternoons, but this time I went 150 miles and found some good, tight curves. The weather is finally, genuinely warm. Not the fickle, fleeting kind of March warm that disappears with the sun. The road has been heated by the sun, so my tires stick, and the air is warm too, so my muscles stay relaxed and ready. The scent of old leaves thawing slips through my helmet as I ride. Read the rest of this entry »
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by Ken Boyer
Last year I had a mid-life impulse buy, traded in a 2003 ST13 for a 2006 Honda 919. Nice, fun little bike, but I lost my zest for riding on it. Until I discovered what I was missing; the journey. My heart and soul just likes to kill a couple tanks of gas in a day ride. So out with the 919 and in with the new Suzuki Bandit 1250SA. Just in case any of you are interested (it took home an award in this month’s Motorcyclist MOTY Awards), here’s a mini review.
By: Intimid8er
Oops! Maybe not! I was rudely wrenched out of my reverie this morning on my ride to work. The State D.O.T. is resurfacing a stretch of concrete (not macadam) highway along my route. They’ve ground down the surface for rain grooves. It makes for some tricky riding, but once you are used to it, it is okay. Some of the grooves are deeper than others and can influence your line of travel.
There are a few people on here and other forums that have occasionally asked for the contents of a basic riders course from the MSF. Well, i am taking one right now, and would like to share my experiences in a 3 installment thread, which would hopefully let others know about what is in the course and possibly to persuade them to take it.
DAY 1
I left my house at about 3PM to get to Farleigh Dickinson’s campus in Hackensack, NJ, about a good hour from my house, which translates to 45-50 minutes of straight NJ Turnpike travel. I get to the building of the course at about 4:30PM, and ask the receptionist to show me the room. It’s right around the corner from the entrance, so I leave it at that, and decide I’m hungry and that I need to buy boots, as my shoes that I had did not cover my ankle past 1″.
By - Larry (dcstrng) Forum member.
In praise of a long lost mechanical friend: a Norton P11 Ranger. The key to enjoying travel on a motorcycle isn’t how much or how little you carry, but rather making sure you carrying the right stuff and leave the rest of the crap back home, or in the trash. Experience, some reasoned forethought and a little route planning can replace bags and bags of garbage strapped on the bike.
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