Random Thoughts

Shades

Man, half way down the canyon this morning I realized I forgot a huge thing yesterday.   Hell, maybe the the most important on the list.   Sunglasses.   What was I thinking?

You got a pair that you love?   The pair I wear I’ve had 3 pairs of over the last several years.   Only lost one pair, and the others just got too scratched up to see through so I replaced em.   I don’t know the name of em, but when I see em in the dealership I snatch up a spare pair if I’ve got the money.

Harley Sunglasses
I don’t know what they are. Bones, or some shit. They just feel right on my fat little head.  Made by Harley, I love these glasses.

They have strong hinges and I’ve never had to do that thing where I stick a toothpick in where the screw worked out to keep em going.   The shade is just right – not too dark and not too light.   They’re tall enough they deflect a lot of wind.    I hope I can keep finding pairs of these over the years.

For clears, I got some ones I really like for fathers day.   Transitional lenses, and although not dark enough for my taste during the day, they’re killer at night.   By panoptyx, before they got bought out by 7eye:

Panoptx/7eye transitional glasses
Panoptx/7eye transitional glasses.   Eye cups.   Those are like Jock Cups for your eyeballs.     Good for when you wanna drop the windshield and not ride like you’re cutting an onion.    

I have terrible night vision.   I don’t know why, but cheap clears at night just fuck with my head.   Like I can’t process the info thats getting thrown at me.   Plus, to be honest I don’t want to die at night because I didnt see something.   Your reaction time is so much shorter at night, so I’ll always stick with more expensive clears than regular glasses.    These have the eye cups which are nice when you take the windshield off.    I don’t get watery eyes so bad and have to stop from the wind.    Ive had these for a few years, and they’re solid.    Hats off to whoever you are now….   I like how you make glasses.

I really want a third pair.   For rain.   I’ve been eyeing those pugz goggles you see in Maverik’s and 7-11’s.    They’re cheap, but I gotta think for rain glasses they’d be the best investment in the world.   maybe I’ll get a pair for 13 bucks and  have my kids hit me with the garden hose as I run up and down the street.   They’d love that.     Thats real life beta testing yah?    Ya gotta think it’d work.

I have a few other pairs in my little hutch in the garage I keep my bike treasures.    I got old maps in there, bungee cords of varying sizes, spare sunglass cases, I think a few toothbrushes and tools, and 2 more pairs of sunglasses that somehow I horse traded over the years with other bikers.    One of em are expensive Vuarnet’s with these deep ass eye cups.  I don’t know where he got them, but the lenses are great and you could eat a small bowl of cereal out of those eye cups.   Great in the wind.   Maybe good in the rain.    I should give those a second try, maybe tomorrow.    I also got a cheap pair that  I keep when I missplace my good ones, and they’ll always be there when I get too impatient to keep looking and I just wanna get the bike out of the garage.

I think tomorrow I’ll talk about long ride saddle bag must-have’s.     Most of what I need I’ve committed to memory, and about half of that I don’t bring because I get ants in my pants or just plain forget.    Maybe my wife is right….   Maybe, but I’ll be damned if I ever admit that to her.

You got a preference on what kinda shades you wear when riding?

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Biker Gear.

You know, I love my ride to work.   It’s 20 miles down a canyon paralleling the river that cut it, pine trees and a lot of waterfalls.   I get a great chance to gear up for work, and gear down on my way home.   Couldn’t ask for a better ride to start and end my day.    Good thinking time.    Lately, I been thinking mostly about the software update the company is doing, and the problems I gotta solve.    But in the background, I been thinking about biking gear.

I don’t go to harley message boards.   I swear to god, every third thread is about if they should wave to other bikers or not, or if fingerless gloves and assless chaps are ok to be seen in.   When I ride, yep… my wallet is attached to me with a chain.   I take my chaps off  when its no longer cold.    I got something to say about the subject.   I’ve ridden all over the place, and like most riders you figure out a gear system.   Here’s mine.    I’m not gonna be humble here.   Its good, and its mostly from epic failures.

The gear DO’s:

  1. the most important gear is a good jacket.   I like the old school 50’s ones, mostly because I bought one a few years ago off a clearance rack that is thick.  the pockets are worn through but its warm, and got those side cinch leather laces on the sides for back support.    It dips down in the back below the belt to keep wind out of my ass crack.    zip out liner.   Man, she’s like an old friend.    I should probably replace it, but the fucker works good and  I see no need.    Its also a pillow or a blanket at night, or something warm for your girl if she decides to go with you today.    There are no rules on a jacket.   Just get a warm one you like.
  2. Gloves.   Get a bunch.  I have 3 pairs I mix in and out, depending on the season.   Fingerless gloves are the shit.   They keep the sun off your hands and you can pick your nose, adjust your ipod and deal with copenhagen properly and  itch your nuts at 80 mph.     IMO, the coolest are the yellow buckskin ones you can buy at any truck stop.    Dennis Hopper is never wrong.     Then I got me a pair of thick winter gauntlets for when its freezing outside.   I hate em, but they’re good when its cold.    The cheaper the better.   Harley ones fall apart the fastest.
  3. Boots.   Man, a guy who rides a motorcycle in flip flops should be drawn and quartered by his own kin.    I buy em on ebay, and get a pair a year.   Buy em a size bigger so you can wear winter socks, and i’ve even stuck those heat packs in mine and been glad.    Plus,  a good pair of heavy leather boots keep the wind  from blowing your feet around so you can relax more when you ride.   The rubber soled ones keep you from slipping at an oily intersection.    A good pair of boots is a religious experience to me anymore.
  4. Chaps.   My chaps are disgusting.   Man, I love em.   I hit a swarm of grasshoppers once on on the road that covered em yellow.    I don’t wash em, they seams have ripped and I keep sewing them back together.    Also, you know what?   Chaps are for when its cold.   If you wear them to social events, then you just got yourself a village people award, and you’re either queer as a football bat, or just a moron.   They’re not a fashion statement.      If I had the money, I’d buy me a good pair of leather pants.    I’m 45, but still sexually active with the wife and honestly, I can’t afford to have my balls freeze.
  5. This one is controversial:   a wallet with a chain on it.    For years, I’ve taken shit for having a wallet with a chain on it.   I bought mine for 20 bucks at a pittsburgh penguins game in the burgh, and now and again it needs some surgery, but it has a purpose.    My brother skeezix quit laughing at me when he lost his wallet on a ride.    Plus, they don’t fold up your money and you have to sit on it for 400 miles, all lop sided.      If you get a 3 foot chain, then you watch too much sons of anarchy or are the biker enthusiast version of a metro sexual.     This ain’t zoot suit riot, and you want your wallet to fall out to your side with enough chain to pay for your nacho’s at the choke and puke, but not too long it falls out, hits your spokes and gets chopped up and you’re slightly more retarded who has a folded wallet and rides.    I take that back, you’re way more retarded.     I won’t apologize for having a chain on my wallet.    It was invented clearly by a guy who rides a lot.
  6. A vest.   Man, I fought em for years, but I do love my vest.   Mostly because I got deep pockets in mine to put stuff in.   My wallet.  My phone.   My 9mm.   Whatever I want.    I kinda splurged in mine and I like my vest.   Chain extenders look kinda gay too, but they’re nice when you need the pockets and want the wind to flow.   A good vest is a good thing.
  7. A beanie.     I got no hair by choice, so this is my hair when its cold.     The harley ones, again are shitty.  They always fly off my head.   Get yourself  a good wool knit one.   I had a friend from Canada give me one and those fuckers know what its like to be cold.  It stays put, and is warm.   I suppose a helmet does the same thing, but I only wear those in states where its required.     That’s all I’ll wear.   I don’t really like bandana’s
  8. A neck muffler.   Mines fleece, and I only wear it if its 20-30 degrees and I gotta make some mines.   What a lifesaver.   Its nice to be warm.    The skull bandana one?  ehhh,  I dunno.   If you’re in a gang, I have a hard time believing it.    Maybe you are.    I just won’t wear one.
  9. Sunscreen.   Lots of it, wash your hands right after.    I end up going blind in one eye after I put a finger to an eye if I don’t.

This list is making me think of all kinds of other crap i put in my saddle bags for a trip.    Maybe thats the ride thought for tomorrow.

 

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Hey tomorrow

Man, I’ve been in a writing funk for months.

I just decided, right now that I’m going to write a blog post every night till I get it back.     This is the first.

I’m not sure why.    To be honest, life has never been better, but I dare should say when i’ve been more involved and working.   I’m in a spot now where, when this next goal is over, I’m going to take some time out and get me a ride in.   I just can’t right now.     Too many people are relying on me and a weekend off isn’t happening.    All good.   I’ve had the opposite before.

See you tomorrow.   Motherfuck, I’ll get my mojo back.   Even if just writing about it gets me to riding somewhere, smoking a fat cigar under the stars with my bike pinging and cooling down next to me.

 

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1999 Harley Davidson FLHR Road King

I’m on the same page with this bike now.   I love it.   It’s not a street glide, its not a softail.    Its in between.

It’s time to take it touring.    Work says I can’t, my soul is pulling me for a weekend ride.   She’s rounding out, slowly but surely.    It’s been a bit of an adjustment from what i’m used to riding.  The street glide had bigger saddlebags. Had a faring, but I couldn’t take it off.    She had a stereo and now I’ve got an ipod in my pocket and headphones in my ears.     The street glide had a different soul, but this bike has a different soul as well.

It’s like getting a new pup.  When you get a dog they’re all wild and do just about the same things…  but you learn soon enough, because they grow into dogs pretty fast…. who they are.   Thats a lame and dumb analogy, but I think it fits bikes.       I can say that this dawg wants the same thing as my other  dawg did.   It want’s to run, and the experiences I take it to are what makes it what they are.

I sold the tour pak on my street glide on ebay and got her some accessories.      Maybe to make her my own, maybe to round out what she already had.     The floorboards where glaring at me.      I got em cheap and used, but they shine like they came stock.     The paint job on this bike I’m not sure I’ve fully appreciated yet.   I see it,  and I’m growing to appreciate how good it looks.

Rebuilding your life is a constant adjustment.   From what you had, to what you have and what you are working toward.    I have nothing to bitch about.   My main things are intact.   My wife is beautiful to me, and my kids are healthy and building their own lives.    it’s what every man pictures early on.   They’ve all rebuilt too, and more than likely faster than I have.   What I see is all good.   I’m pretty happy theyve stuck with me.    Sure, I’d have moved on regardless, and been fine.   I always think of the line from a movie I hate:  meet joe black:   there was a fumbling idiot in there somewhere, I forget the story because I’ve only seen it once.    A guy who was referencing his wife and said “she’s seen the worst in me and it’s okay”.    yeah, well…. any man who lives exposes his worst, and any woman who can’t stick with him for that isn’t worth taking care of.    Even so, I get it’s a rare thing these days.   The fact my woman has, makes me love her more.

What the fuck.   It’s pretty early in the morning to be  waxing all lovey dovey.    Shit and  damn and piss and fuck and hell.

here’s the pictures of my bike as of yesterday after work.   Yah, i love this bike.

Danny Gray SpeedCradle Seat
Danny Gray SpeedCradle Seat

 

Danny Gray SpeedCradle Seat
Danny Gray SpeedCradle Seat
1999 Harley Davidson Road King FLHR
1999 Harley Davidson Road King FLHR

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So far.

I’ve had a chance to start getting this bike down on paper.    What I like, and what I don’t like.     The don’t likes are damn few.      The only thing I miss is a bat wing stereo, but  It’s overshadowed by the view I never had before on the street glide.

I think I’m done comparing.    I love this road king.

It handles so nice.    I drive a mountain canyon every day on the way to and from work, 30 miles.     It begs to roll into a turn.

It also begs to get into higher RPM, which I’m getting used to.

I love this bike.

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Back in the Saddle… Again.

My older brother called me today at at around 10 minutes after 1.   He was driving back from phoenix, and called me to tell me to meet him at his house, he had my bike.    I was pretty stoked, counted down the minutes.   what man doesn’t get excited to say a Harley Davidson is coming is way?     Maybe you’re more stoic than me.

I’m not sure most people would understand.  You build a bike…. a pretty special and fast bike that hauls ass and is your design, from cams and crank to paint job.   I’m not sure i’d turn that over to anyone.

Here’s the bike.   It’s in the garage now, took the kids for a ride, washed her up and said goodbye to the cage till november.    I can’t wait to take her down the canyon to work tomorrow morning in the cold.

My old bike was fast, but this girl is faster.   Around 3500 RPM she starts to get demonic.   Doesn’t like to idle, but open her up and its clear where she wants to be.    Add in that 6 speed baker and I’m a happy man.     I’ll put her to use.

Sunday was a great day.    I still haven’t gotten over her.    This is one sick engine.   I need to take her touring next weekend.

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FLHRC Road King

My brother left for Arizona this morning, and he’s bringing back my Road King.   I wished I could have gone and rode her home, but with work busting out a new software in 2 weeks, I didn’t even ask because I have too much to do.  I can’t hold a thought in my head thinking about it.   Having her in the garage, sitting next to it and examining every inch.   Popping a beer, washing her down, fiddling around and turning a few screws.   The weather is still pretty cold up here in the mornings, but fuckit.   I won’t be caging for a while now.    Man, I can’t wait.  I’m hoping monday, but maybe tuesday.

I’ve ridden this   bike.   shes a 1999, fuel injected FLHRC Road King Classic.   Custom Paint, Custom wheels, Custom brakes, handlebars that look like they belong on a brahma bull they’re so wide.   103 Cubic Inch Engine.   S&S cams, ported heads, stroker crank, roller rocker arms.   Rhinehart exhaust.   Baker 6 speed tranny.   Starts cold, and those cams lope long and hard.   The kind of bike you start and go eat breakfast, then when she’s warm she begs you to run her with your wrist twisted low, because that’s where she was meant to be. This bike begs to run. My street glide was quicker, but this bike is faster by a long shot. She’s loud, deep blue, and built right.

I feel like a man in an arranged marriage, waiting for the day.    All I know, is no matter what, its the start of a beautiful relationship.     Theres things to see, places to ride, and fun to have.

God I can’t wait.   First ride with be a 2 nighter, dialing her in.  I don’t know that I remember all the little things that a saddle bag has to have in it. Round up my maps, my ipod, that grungy toothbrush holder that served me all those years. What a killer problem to have!     Man, I’m this close to being back in the saddle.

Hey!  that reminds me of a song!

 

 

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We don’t look backwards very long.

“Around here, we don’t look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we’re curious…and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.”
– Walt Disney

I just like that quote.   I’ve always liked Walt Disney.   I’d almost rather go to see his history building there, when you first walk into the park then ride pirates of the Caribbean (even tho its pretty close.  Pirates is pretty cool, and my kids love it).

I am starting to plan rides.   Pour over maps.    Calculate mileage, Find Gas Stations, KOA’s, Motels, and places I can just crash for the night.   I haven’t ridden since last October.    next weekend, I’ll have a bike again.   A permanent one.   A hulluva fast one.

I’m really fucking curious as to what’s out there.

This fucking blog is about to get back to what it’s intended for.

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New Bike.

Will be here may 5th. Road King. 103 screamin’ Eagle engine. Baker 6 speed tranny. Heads are ported. Rhinehart Exhaust. Custom paint and wheels. Lots of torque, Lots of horses. Man, I am counting the days. I’ll make a full report from the road. it’s time to ride.

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