on the road

From the category archives:

Rules

This summer, I was riding wet for many of the miles I traveled. I own a good Gore-Tex rainsuit, so I stayed dry. Being the lazy SOB that I am, however, I let my feet get wet because I never put on my gaiters. Fortunately, it wasn’t cold.

Looking for some rain gloves? Visit a grocery [...]

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I’m still on the north shore of Lake Superior.
It was cloudy and cool this morning.
Having only 140 miles to go, I took my time and got on the road by 0900. Unfortunately, I had to stop to put on the rain pants since the highway was wet. There was only the occasional drop of water [...]

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It’s winter up here, and although we’ve been in the midst of chinook weather for weeks now, it’s still not rideable, and won’t be for the foreseeable future. Thus I am inclined to be riding the web in search of diversions. I came across this article in Car and Driver:
What to do during a traffic [...]

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I must admit that I’ve been pulled over numerous times, but I’ve (almost) never received a ticket*.
Lucky? Perhaps. But smart too. (I hope.)
I keep my hands in plain view. I talk nice. I act nice.
When the officer asks for my license, I tell him where I’m going to put my hands to retrieve it.
If  my [...]

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Here, prime riding season is probably six to eight months guaranteed steady riding, with the rest of it being chancy, to say the least — and it’s probably more like five good months of winter. Given the foregoing, were I a motorcycle dealership, I’d be giving her all I could for that six months and [...]

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Keep your mouth shut and your eyes and ears open. You’ll learn more. When people start to realize that you don’t shoot your mouth off over a free lunch and a cup of coffee they’ll eventually tell you anything and everything.
Listen. People like to talk about themselves. If you don’t interrupt, they’ll go on forever. [...]

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Never eat at a place called Mom’s.
Never ride close to another vehicle that advertises the driver’s name as Sixpack.
Never pull into a dark, isolated interstate rest stop after dark.
Never walk into a bar where the half-ton trucks parked on the lot have rifle racks and rifles hanging in the rear window.
Watch your back in a [...]

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