Monthly Archives: October 2015
Back when I was young and foolish I packed up my belongings into my Oldsmobile and set out across the country, to seek my fortune in Edmonton, Alberta. What should have been an epic 6000km (3750 mile) roadtrip across Canada was reduced to a blur of gas stations, Tim Hortons restaurants and the seemingly endless Trans Canada Highway. I drove hammer down through eight provinces and I didn’t take one picture. I was determined to “make good time”, stopping so infrequently that when I finally did arrive at my destination I was so used to moving at highway speed that I was dizzy for a week. That was pre-motorcycle me.
I’m a bit of a history buff, so most of the rides that I plan revolve around some sort of historical site. I had long known of the Truxtun & Pollux disaster on the Burin Peninsula, but never had an opportunity to see it first hand. When we decided to go camping in that part of the province in August, the wreck site was the top thing on my list.
…and I don’t mean because they’ve been sitting in the back of the fridge for a week too long. What I’m getting at is when you have a dual-purpose bike, even something as mundane as having leftovers for supper can be amazingly fun.
Case in point: yesterday was a beautiful early fall day, feeling more like early September than October. With the days growing steadily shorter, it becomes a bit of a crunch after work hours to get some riding in, especially when you have a pesky habit of eating decent meals at regular hours. The solution: reheat some of Mom’s homemade veggie lasagna in the microwave, then pack in into the tailpack of the bike along with a couple of bottles of water and hit the trails. Read the rest of this entry
We lost a member of the motorcycle community last weekend. I didn’t know the guy personally, but when a motorcyclist is killed doing what he/she loved, we all feel it. There were also at least four other motorcycle accidents in the province in the past week. Along with the twinge of sickness I feel in the pit of my stomach whenever I hear about a bike accident, it also drives home the fact that what we love to do is very dangerous.
When we’re riding, we are protected by only two things: Our gear and our skills. I won’t turn this into a debate of ATGATT* but personally I wear the best quality gear I can afford, whether it’s 5 degrees or 25. I realize that proper gear is not a forcefield that surrounds you, protecting you from all bodily injury. In a very bad crash, it doesn’t matter what you wear. BUT in many accidents it means the difference between walking away and spending weeks in the hospital recovering from severe road rash.
The crashes this week have gotten me questioning the extent of my riding skills. If someone doesn’t see me and pulls out in front of me, would I be able to get on the brakes with enough force to stop quickly while maintaining control of the bike? I’m not sure.
Most of us learn the life-saving accident avoidance skills on tiny 250’s during the motorcycle skills course. We get our license, get bigger bikes, and the next time we have to panic stop we lock up the wheels and crash because we had no idea how our own bike handles when pushed to the limit. Avalon Motorsports teach an advanced course designed for seasoned riders where you use your own bike and learn advanced brake and evade techniques. I took this course a few years ago, and the class was nowhere near capacity. I guess most people figure it’s unnecessary, which is a shame because I felt a lot more confident on my Sportster after taking the course. That being said, I now ride a Vstrom with completely different handling and anti-lock brakes. I need to re-learn my brake and evade skills.
Let this be a wake-up call to everyone who rides a motorcycle, whether you put on 300km a year or 30,000. Print off some avoidance drills (The Battley Blog is a great site) and find a big empty parking lot on a Saturday or Sunday morning. Start off conservatively and practise until you’re comfortable. When you take the bike out in the spring, head for the parking lot again.
Ride safe everyone.
*ATGATT: Stand for “all the gear, all the time”. Motorcycle safety mantra.