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Two wheelin’ (the easy way)
Thursday – rode north out of Tucson with a dozen of my old Harley buddies. They were headed to Las Vegas for the NASCAR races on Saturday and Sunday. I rode along, but not for the races. My son and his family live in Las Vegas, and, to be sure, there’s a hash there. We […]
Be afraid. Be very afraid. This is the time of year for motorcycle toy runs. What’s a toy run? Typically, bikers gather in a park to donate toys, followed by a parade-like ride through town, led by Santa on a motorcycle. What I like about toy runs is the directness of the charity; there’s no […]
About a week after buying my Goldwing I noticed a huge gap between the instrument panel and the fairing it mounts to. I took it back to the dealership to have the panel seated correctly, and to have the windshield adjusted (it wouldn’t stay in the raised position). When I picked up the bike I […]
A thousand miles in three days, and no monkey butt . . . If, like me, you live in southern Arizona and want to go riding in northern Arizona, it helps to have a daughter living in Phoenix, right in the middle of the state. It also helps to have a three-day weekend (thanks, Chris). […]
Going down . . . but not in a good way. My last motorcycle accident was typical in that it happened within five miles of home and involved a cager (car driver) turning left. You try to anticipate cagers turning left into your path, but this one came out of nowhere. I was riding west […]
Is it just me, or did the lowest common denominator just slingshot into the lead on the back straightaway of this racetrack we call life? Donna and I both had frustrating days and neither of us wanted to cook, so we went to Hooters for wings and beer. Yeah, I know, if you want to […]
A fellow motorcyclist wrote me: A bunch of years ago, I had an AF accident investigator tell me that when looking into the cause of an aircraft accident, they would frequently attribute a crash to pilot error (who was dead) and not blame the living (ground crew/ co-crew) unless it was blantently obvious and no […]
Well, since you asked . . . I spent Saturday morning working on the Goldwing with a friend. Later that afternoon I rode from Tucson up to Phoenix, where I crashed for the night at my daughter’s apartment. Sunday morning I laid on a coating of sunblock and took off east on McDowell Road to […]