Wednesday, October 12, 2016

BMW has done it: They built a crash proof motorcycle!

No helmet required, because you can't crash they say...
The question is, would you ride it?

For more info, check out this article: BMW's Shapeshifting, Crash-Proof Motorcycle is the Future...

Thursday, September 8, 2016

Labor Day 2016 weekend ride

Hurricane Hermine's loss of coherency (what's the weather forecasting term? losing steam...coming unglued...weakening...downgrading...tropical resulted in a 180o about face on the local weekend weather forecast. Instead of the predicted rain we got a beautiful temperate, blue-sky, pleasant winds, 3-day weekend. So my wife and middle granddaughter decided to embark on a late-in-the-day Sunday ride to points west.

We began our jaunt heading south on Rte 29, then north on Rte 15 to White's Ferry. We took the Ferry over to Maryland on Rte 28 and other roads to Brunswick for a quick bite to eat. Then, feeling like it was getting late, we headed due south on 287 to Rte 9 to Rte 7 back to Rte 15 to head home. A short ride but fun ride on a beautiful day.

Here are a few pics and a map:

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Motorcycle ride to breakfast, Mt Weather, and home

My wife and I took a short ride on Saturday before the heat got too oppressive. We had a late morning breakfast at the Marshall Diner--it was good. Then north past Mt Weather on to Berryville and then a round-about way back home through Hume. We spent about 6 hours total trying to stay hydrated and out of the sun as much as possible.

Unlike our last ride, no problems with either the Trike or the Norge. Yea!

GPS stats:

  • 156.6 miles
  • overall avg 26.6 mph
  • moving avg 39.7 mph
  • max speed 76.9 mph
  • total time 5:52
  • moving time 3:56
  • stopped 1:56

Monday, June 27, 2016

Video of our motorcycle ride on Rte 211 in June 2016

I've been negligent in updating this blog about getting my Guzzi back from the shop. All is well with the bike. It turned out not to be the horror I thought it might be. What took so long was waiting for a suspension link that was involved in a safety recall. It's all squared away now.

My wife and I got a chance to take a late day ride on Saturday. We started out early enough with our first stop being to get gas. While filling the bikes, my wife said she thought her throttle was sticking. I asked her to move to the parking lot where I planned to look at it after I finished up at the pump. The throttle was ok, but her trike wouldn't start. It was deader-than-dead. A technical term for dead battery.

We spent nearly 4 hours trying to find a Goldwing battery. Finally, at the Springfield Cycle Gear store, we got one and I put it in as quick as I could turn wrenches. It was a late start, but we were determined to have a good ride.

Below is a short video of us riding Rte 211 headed west towards Lurray. I mounted one of those small fish-eye-lens sports video cameras on the right mirror stalk. I also did some video editing and voice over. Despite the camera being in a water-tight enclosure, there's still a lot of wind noise. I considered muting the audio track but then the video looks weird and begs for me to do more talking. the whole video is less than 2-minutes long so give it a watch. :)

All total, we logged just under 200-miles out for a total of 7 hours, 4-1/2 hours on the move and 2-1/2 hours stopped here and there including stopping for a late lunch. 

Here are two photos: the 1st when we started to head out before we knew we'd be tied up looking for a battery. The 2nd at Brookside where we stopped for lunch.

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Bultaco sends its electric "moto-bikes" to the streets

Bultaco sends its electric "moto-bikes" to the streets:

Whoa! These are a far cry from the Bultacos of my youth. Back in the '60s & '70s, I knew the Spanish made Bultaco as primarily a motocross bike though they made several models for all sorts of racing. All were two-strokes as I recall.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Not so good start of the 2016 motorcycle riding season

I guess I jinxed it when I thought our early start on getting on our bikes for 2016 was a good omen. The next day, Monday, I rode my Norge to work. I was a bit later than normal getting away from my desk at the end of the day which, around here, guarantees a long commute home in the traffic. As such, it was a lot of stop and go at low speeds in the usually warm 80o+ that day. Not the kind of riding an air cooled motorcycle likes.

Less than 5 miles from home, the dreaded red warning light came on and the oil can icon showed on my dash panel. The very same one from last year. Unlike last year, smoke started billowing up from, I believe, the left cylinder and the engine started missing. I heard a loud clacking sound which prompted me to immediately kill the engine.

I pushed the bike to the curb and ultimately getting it to a parking lot. I called for a tow and had it taken to my house. I spent a week entertaining whether I would try opening the engine up and see how things are inside or taking it to a shop. My energy level prompted the latter. So, with the help of a good friend loaning me his trailer, it was off to Scoot Richmond.

I'm saving my pennies...
Heading out.

Dropped off.