With the departure several years ago of the Progressive International Motorcycle Show from Atlanta (or the entire southeast, for that matter), the Great American Motorcycle Show fills that gap left behind for us here in the Deep South. Men and women, young and old, from across the spectrum of our great land, came together to share and enjoy our common passion- all things 2-wheels (and sometimes 3) and a motor.
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With a flood of helmets on the market ranging from under $50 to over $1,000, it is tempting to save money by buying a cheap lid. Beginning and veteran riders often ask: What’s the difference? Why do some helmets cost under a hundred bucks and others almost a thousand? Don’t they all have a DOT sticker? Won’t they all protect your head the same?
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For the first time in history, an American won the motorcycle class in the legendary Dakar Rally, this year held in Saudi Arabia. Ricky Brabac of Hesperia, California took the coveted Tuareg prize astride a Monster Energy Honda CRF450 Rally, the first win for Honda in 31 years. This was Brabec’s fifth attempt in the Dakar race, and only the second time he’s finished it.
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I recently parked my old 1998 Yamaha Royal Star in my father’s garage for some long-overdue and much needed maintenance. The old girl has about 88K miles on her, and I decided to give attention to several issues during these winter months. My parents live about an hour and a half south of us, so my goal was to get down there several times across the cold months to freshen everything up for the 2020 riding season.
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Today’s world is overwhelming: too many people, too much news, too much access to information, too much of everything. In a world that thinks life is improved by giving us instant access to everyone and everything, I object. I want less. Less of everything. Less information, less people, less of the news telling me to panic about what just happened. But how? How to take arms against this sea of troubles and by opposing, end it?
Run away from it all. Run from the clatter, the clamor, the commotion and cacophony of a world gone mad and shove the pressures of society back into its proper place. Leave the noise behind.
A new year and the second decade since the big Y2K scare is upon us. Twenty years later and the human race didn’t suffer from a global computer meltdown despite the chaos that ensued in the months leading up to December 31, 1999. It is also 20 years after the night that Prince sang about, reminding us a few years before just how big every party should be. This is the day after my birthday and my annual reflection on another fateful trip around the sun. As I have done in years past, I offer a writing as a muse to those who may have opportunity to entertain the reading of it.
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