I haven’t had a good ride in a couple of weeks now. I really want one. I ride everday to work and back, and went to caliente for a few hundred miles but it’s not the same as a really, REALLY long and good ride. The iron butt ride to calgary will be that.
I planned out my route. I leave May 22nd. [googlemaps http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&source=s_d&saddr=st+George+Utah&daddr=High+River+AB+CAnada&hl=en&geocode=&mra=ls&sll=37.074208,-113.584615&sspn=0.254199,0.617981&ie=UTF8&ll=43.827645,-112.608035&spn=13.50687,2.53085&output=embed&w=425&h=350]
1152 miles. I’ll leave at 3 AM, and hopefully get to High River by 9 or 10 that night. God, I can’t wait.
My good friend Erik and I do alot of horse trading. He’s a harley freak himself, and a while ago he hooked me up with a boot for my bike. I think its a boot. It could be a dock. Hell, I have no freaking idea what it is. I’m not even sure if the street glide likes it, or If I like it. I do know it makes it nice to work on the bike for some things.
I’ve had this thing all winter, but every time I tried to use it, I just pushed it across the garage so I hammer drilled it into my garage floor and lag bolted it in right.
I need to do a long ride. I’m posting pictures of my bike in that boot thing. Dammit, I need to ride. Someone tell me a good story.
Sad Deal….Authorites say two motorcyclists were injured in a head-on collision in western Arizona Thursday.
According to Mohave County Sheriff’s spokeswoman Patricia Carter, the accident happened on Highway 66 about 12 miles east of Oatman.
She said that at about 12:45 p.m. Anthony Clark, 42, of Las Vegas was traveling eastbound on a Harley Davidson motorcycle and crossed left of the center line.
He struck another motorcyclist, Justin Goodman, 37, of Las Vegas, who was also riding a Harley Davidson traveling westbound.
Both men were thrown from their motorcycles, Carter said.
Clark was transported to Kingman Regional Medical Center and Goodman was airlifted to University Medical Center in Las Vegas by Careflight.
Both motorcycles were towed from the scene and the accident is under investigation.Both motorcycles were towed from the scene and the accident is under investigation.
Good Sunday. Wife and I watched our Pittsburgh Penguins end the Philadelphia flyers season so the flyers can go golfing tomorrow. HA!
I thought it was awesome that they kept chanting CROSBY SUCKS right up until he scored again to put the final nail in your coffin. Yeah, that chant works for you.
See ya next year fellas.
In fact, the flyers remind me of Adam Lambert from American Idol. I like them about the same:
On another note, my brother Pat got his iron butt 1000 tonight. I’m happier than hell for him. 1000 miles in 17 hours. Hit road blocks from wrecked semi’s in New Mexico, but split lanes and jumped barries to make it through. My brother Pat is a fucking stud. Here’s to you bro. You’re as hardcore as they come, and I’m proud to be your brother. I owe you a bottle of fine single malt scotch.
Great day today, and still another day in the weekend.
You know what, my wife is pretty damn sweet. She loves Extreme Makeover home edition, and I like Overhaulin. Yeah, I’ve watched EMHO with her, but the fact that makes her amazing to me is she watches Overhaulin’ Reruns with me.
She’s with me when its good, and she bunkers down with me when it’s bad. In my experience, that’s a a rarity. Straight up rarity. I sincerely love my wife.
I am. Gasoline…. (so is Mrs Zip). If I had to do it all over again honey, the only thing I’d change is I’d find you earlier.
Easy like Sunday Morning. Life has never been more stressful, but I’m getting hardened about swimming upstream.
Clint and I sat at the bar last night and planned out a 2800 mile ride to calgary on May 23rd. Ill head out friday morning and ride the 1120 miles into High River, Alberta Canada in a single session, meeting him at the border, and I’ll earn my Iron Butt Certification. My friends say I can’t do it. I’ll definately do it. I’ve done 600 miles in a day, and was fresh as a fucking daisy. I can do the other 500 miles no problem. Granted, I didn’t wake up untill noon, but I was spry and energetic as a 16 year old. I’ll do it. I actually can’t wait.
Because I’m easy. Easy like sunday morning.
Times are indeed tight. I sold the fatboy this week to square up a little on some debt and it feels good to have some debt taken care of.
I need to ride. I’ve got the Street Glide back and I need to load up the tent and sleeping bag and find me a place in the desert to ride to and watch the stars. It’s impossible to have a cheaper vacation.
The stock market crashed in 1929. This is what they rode then:
After the crash of 29, they figured it out. in 1934 in the heart of the great depression, they designed bikes that still copied to this day.
We’ll figure it out. We have to. We just will…
From a recent ad campaign by Harley Davidson, which I tend to believe:
“Over the last 105 years in the saddle, we’ve seen wars, conflicts, depression, recession, resistance and revolution. We’ve watched a thousand hand-wringing pundits disappear in our rear-view mirror. But every time this country has come out stronger than before. Chrome and asphalt has always put distance between you and whatever the world can throw at you….. If 105 years have proved one thing, it’s that fear sucks and it doesn’t last long. So screw it, let’s ride.”
Right now I know half a dozen people who have lost their Jobs due to the economy. All I know is I have a wife who looks to me to keep her and our 3 kids safe, to keep them fed and keep us together. Come hell or high water I will do that. What will come of this? I can only think alot of good. We’ll rely on each other more. We’ll save more. The economy will be more real, not based on someone trading commodities out of fuel.
Stick together. We’ll work through whatever comes ahead.