Taking a Break From Life in Yosemite

30 10 2008

Things have been crazy lately. Michelle is out of work so I’ve been working two jobs and still trying to juggle the daily things in life… workouts, bible study, music, etc. And while I enjoy all of these things, its the schedule that’s killing me. When every hour of your life is scheduled, and there’s always one more thing to get done before the day is over, that’s when life becomes a drag. So yesterday I decided I needed a break. My boss is really cool about mental health days and so he gave me a short notice pass for the day. Michelle and I climbed aboard the motorcycle and steered toward Yosemite.

Every time I go to Yosemite I’m amazed that I don’t make the trip more often. It’s right in our back yard, less than a two hour drive to the valley floor and it’s absolutely amazing. We went to Glacier Point, which I had never been to, and I was just amazed at the view. The sheer scale of the place is too large to even comprehend. The air is crystal clear, the trees are all turning colors now, and it’s just freaking awesome, especially on the bike where you can feel the temperature changes and smell the various scents of the forest. There’s just no better way to see Yosemite in my opinion.

So we had an outstanding time together and it was a much needed break from the daily grind. I’ve posted some pictures in the photo section to the right. Enjoy!





Bikefest Video

8 10 2008

Just thought I’d post a short video of some of the entertainment at the BikeFest this year. Enjoy!





Las Vegas Bikefest 2008: Recap

6 10 2008

Well, I’m home from Bikefest 2008! This year did not disappoint. It was probably the largest Bikefest ever and was a total blast. 1000 miles of riding, tens of thousands of bikes, dozens of bands, great cigars and micro-brews, and a few bucks tossed into the slots just for good measure, made for a great weekend.

We left early Thursday morning under perfect riding conditions and arrived in Vegas at around 2pm. We parked the bikes and headed to Hennesy’s pub for a cold one before heading to the Cashman center where the vendor village is. There were just boatloads of vendors there this year selling everything you could think of, and a bunch of stuff you didn’t know existed, for bikes and bikers.

Friday and Saturday were spent just doing what you do at a biker rally. Basically when you’re not riding your bike, you’re looking at bikes, shopping for bike stuff, or talking about bikes. There is other stuff going on of course. There’s bands playing on every corner, but being a biker rally, it seems they haven’t learned any new songs since 1977. A man can only take so much CCR. We did come across one band on the street in front of the Beauty Bar that was really cool though. They were a three piece Latin percussion group, but they were working in all kinds of non Latin rhythms, at one point even busting out some old school hip hop stuff. Very cool.

One thing I always like at these rallies as well is the Dome of Death which is basically a giant metal ball. Three guys on bikes get in it and ride around on the inside walls in all directions and somehow they manage to not smash into each other. It’s really amazing.

So Sunday we slept in a little and then rode the long ride home. Between almost getting smashed in the head by a fairly large bird, getting smacked right in the eye by a large flying insect of some sort, and getting the inside of my right arm sunburnt to a crisp because I missed it when I applied my sunscreen, we made it home.

All in all it was a great weekend, and I’ll definitely being doing it again next year. Check out the pictures by clicking the link on the right!





Motorcycle Commuting: Month 2

7 07 2008

So I just completed my second month of motorcycle commuting and I gotta say that now I’m completely hooked. Driving my truck anywhere now just feels wrong, and that time spent each morning in the cool air really sets me in a good mood for the day. There is a downside though. This is Fresno, and that means the June commute was a lot warmer than the May one, and July is looking to be downright hot.

The thing to remember about motorcycle commuting is that the swing in tempurature which means nothing to a car driver means a lot to us. When I left the house this morning it was a perfect 70°. When I head home this afternoon it’s supposed to be around 103°. By Thursday we’ll be at 110º. This means I really have to prepare if I want my commute to be remotely bearable. So how to deal with the heat? Well, I’ll let you know for sure in a month. But so far, my experience has taught me a few things.

First, cover your skin. When it gets over 100°, anywhere that air touches you feels like a blowtorch. So I wear leather instead of nylon jackets. I have a nylon jacket that’s made of a mesh material that lets the air come right through. This sounds great, and it is if it’s in the 80’s, but again, once you get into the 90’s and above that hot air comes right through and feels like a torch on your skin. The sun will also come through that mesh and sunburn you if you’re not careful. So I have a thick leather jacket from Fox Creek Leather that has vents for letting air through in a diffused manner while at the same time protecting me from the sun. Thick leather also does not heat up like nylon does so it takes me longer to break a sweat. I also wear a full face helmet for the same reason. It keeps the hot wind off my face and I have a black shield to keep the sunlight from burning my skin.

The only other thing you can really do in the high heat is keep that bike moving. Even a hot wind feels better than sitting there at a traffic light on hot blacktop with a 250º running motor between your legs. So you may have to plan your route so that you can keep moving as much as possible. I’ve altered my route to avoid intersections where I would normally have to sit in a left hand turn lane. I also have backup routes in case I get stuck at a train crossing. Again, better to take a slightly longer route where you can keep moving than get stuck for 20 minutes waiting for a train while the sun beats you down.

And lastly, ditch those work clothes. Work clothes are designed for controlled environments. If you get on the bike in dress pants and a collared shirt, they will probably be ruined by the time you get home. So I highly recommend changing for riding to and from work.

So that’s my month 2 motorcycle commuting round up! I’ll give you part 3 at the end of July and let you know how I fared in this heat.

Ride safe!





Rumble to the Summit 2008

22 06 2008

IMG_8496.JPGYesterday was the 12th annual Rumble to the Summit! The Rumble is probably the valley’s largest bike run with over 3500 participants last year and benefits the Central Valley Make a Wish Foundation. It begins at the Clovis Rodeo Grounds and then snakes through Old Town Clovis before hitting Hwy 168 and heading up the Sierras to Sierra Summit Ski Resort.

This is our fourth time riding the rumble and it’s always a good time. Just the sight and sound of a few thousand bikes, in a train a mile long, is awesome.

It was not all smooth sailing though this year. Wayne’s bike crapped out on the way up. Probably a clogged fuel filter or something. He bought the bike used and hasn’t completely gone through it yet. He managed to get it started again and was good for the rest of the trip. Jeff also had some issues on the way down, but since it was just in the shop and he noticed a vacuum when he opened the tank, we think it’s a pinched vent hose. At any rate, neither problem was anything major and we finished the ride in good shape.

Probably the only real downside this year was the heat. While the mountains were nice and cool, we returned to the valley floor to find 108° temperatures waiting for us. So it’s 108 outside, we’re cruising on blacktop, in black jackets and helmets (they were mesh jackets, but that didn’t seem to help at all), on a black bike carrying a 1700cc motor which is generating even more heat! Honestly, it felt like we were riding through the gates of Hell itself. When the wind touching your skin actually burns, you know it’s freaking hot. Now some of you are sitting there wondering why we would wear jackets in 108° weather. Well, it’s because the only thing I can think of that would be worse than sweating like a pig in a black jacket, would be scraping my bare skin along a strip of searing hot blacktop at 65mph. When faced with a choice between lifetime scarring and a little sweat, I’ll take the latter thank you.

At any rate, we did have a great time. Check out the pictures using the links on the right.