Random Thoughts

Its cold outside.   Not cold enough to ride the 20 minutes to work, but cold enough that I’m not leaving at the break of dawn and heading to unknown or even known destinations at my whimsy like I like to.   I could do it, but common sense tells me I’m leaving at 2 and in a motel by 6.   That gets me to vegas, or maybe barstow at best.    Its not touring weather.

It sucks.  I really want to hit the open road.   I’m trying to make the best of a cold situation, but I think my touring days are over unless I ship my bike to phoenix or Texas.    Then I couln’t ride it to work and at least get my daily fix.

So I’ll prep for the spring.   Hell, even EARLY spring, when its at least 60 degrees SOMEWHERE I can reach.

I’ll keep prepping.   I don’t know how long I can do it without making a jump somewhere and getting myself in a freezing cold situation.   I’m about to.  I can only change my oil and fuck around locally so much.   I want to ride.

Pat was down this weekend and I know he’s in the same boat I am in.

Winter riding, as long as theres no snow or rain is really actually kind of cool.   Its a new dimension that Im starting to enjoy.    ONe of the better things about riding is the smells.   In the summer, you get fresh cut hay, smell the rainstorms and summer barbecues.    Im starting to enjoy riding in the winter.   Mostly because it brings back memories of our old wood, open fireplace when I was a kid.    Alot of people in southern utah still must have em, because I can smell em in the morning.  Its almost as good as a cup of coffee in the morning.

I traded Erik for a pair of winter gloves, gauntlet style for a pair of my favorite summer gloves.   Im excited to ride to work in the morning with em and see how warm they keep my hands.

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This last friday I took my RV down to Mesquite to save our spots for the B.A.C.A. Toy run.   My brother was going to come down but decided to stay in Vegas with his daughter, so I had the night to myself so I filled the trailer with Guinness, hit up the red Box next door, and watched a few movies and enjoyed a night off.

The next morning we had the event.   It went nearly flawless.   we Raised 50,000.00 for abused kids, gave away a bitchen bike, and everyone had a great time I think.    Im looking foward to next year.

Wanna know I’m in BACA?

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I think my life took a new direction today, at least confirmed the direction I was going.

I joined Bikers against Child Abuse a few months ago, and today was my first child Ride.  We met a bunch of families that the chapter has been working with, present them with a few things, and take them for a motorcycle ride.   Ive been as involved as I can the last few months, but today was pretty special.   I met alot of innocent kids who have been preyed on by predator fucks who’d id just as soon see die than live, and these kids were awesome.   I saw a bit of fear about life in some, but mostly saw the optimism and resiliency that only a kid can have.

I’ve worn alot of hats in my life, but BACA is the most noble thing ive ever done.   I’ve never felt so good about an act of service in my whole life, especially when I connect with these kids.   Im working with people who all feel the same way.   I hope they look back on the shitty hand that they’ve been dealt and remember how heartfelt our desire to help them and keep them safe were.   Its for real.  I’d take a bullet for these kids without thinking twice.   Theres not alot of innocence in the world, and its our job to protect the things in life that are.

I’m a biker, and I sincerely love these kids.

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Its getting cold.  I wen to a BACA event today and it was just damn cold.   For the first time in months, my truck is starting to look good.   Thats not good.

I started looking into getting heated gear.  Pants, socks, jacket liner.   That might do it.    I know I wont be able to go too long without riding, but riding to work isnt the same as touring.   Theres alot to see.

On a good note, my business is turning around.   If it keeps going at this rate, next summer I’ll be able to take a couple of weeks off and ride back east.   Right now, thats the only warm thought I have.

This is on my arm now, as of last night.  Joey does GREAT work.  Im pretty happy with it.

Pat rode down today, and at the end of a particularly great week, topped off by a really positive day having his hotel right around from the office with a bar across the street really topped it all off.   Tomorrow morning we’re heading down to vegas bike week.

I think I prefer glen fidditch over glen livet.   Its a bit stronger on the peat side, and my self imposed graft from celtic welsh to celtic scottish almost complete in my head, im going with more peat in my diet.   Peat makes the man.  If you drink enough, I find myself more apt to feel like a have a proper brogue-ish scott about me.   Pat would disagree, but I think my scotch of choice is fidditch.

Tomorrow morning we ride.   Ill take my laptop with me and try and grab some good pictures and report from the road.   This should be one for the books.