REV’IT!

This fall, I spent some time riding with Rob Brooks about town. We meandered through the backcountry and stopped for lunch. “Hey, I’ve got a jacket you might like,” he mentioned. “It’s not really my style, but I bet it’d suit you a lot better.” I was curious what that meant, but gladly took him up on it.

Gear Review: REV’IT! Sand 5 H2O Riding Pants

by Rob Brooks | Aug 4, 2025 | Bikes & Gear | 0 |

We’ve long been fans of REV’IT!, whether it be their backpacks, riding jackets, gloves, or pants. I’ve personally never owned a piece of gear from them that failed me, yet. So when REV’IT! USA reached out to us about their new Sand 5 H2O line of adventure gear, I jumped at the chance to sample a pair of their riding pants.

When the Ride Goes Wrong

by J. Joshua Placa | Nov 29, 2024 | Ride Life, Rides & Roads | 4 |

There are times when nature, dumb luck and poor planning conspire against us. You can take all the usual and sensible precautions before rolling into the wild: check the weather report, carry your own personal chrome-plated barometer, even stick your head out the window. Feeling unencumbered and packing light, the skies are clear, a soft cool breeze caresses your cheek, the bike rumbles instantly to life and you think to yourself with a smile, what could possibly go wrong?

The Call We All Dread

by Ken "Hawkeye" Glassman | May 8, 2024 | Ride Life | 3 |

The call came in early on a gray, wintry, February Monday morning. I was sitting at my desk preparing my activities for the day. It was the call that every motorcycle rider dreads getting- “Ken, it’s John.” Just the sound and tone of John’s voice told me this wasn’t going to be a happy chat. “Robert’s been in an motorcycle accident . . .it’s bad . . .real bad.” Those quiet words stabbed me like an icicle into my heart and sent a chill through my body that I can still replicate to this day.

For The Love Of Heat

by Rob Brooks | Jan 15, 2024 | Bikes & Gear | 3 |

New Year’s morning saw me up fairly early, gearing up to go on an annual New Year’s Day ride with a local CMA chapter. Temperature was hovering around 42°, and as I was pulling on layer upon layer of warm clothes, I questioned myself, “What the heck am I doing? I’ve got to be out of my mind.” To those of you in colder climates, I’m sure that’s not a big deal. But that’s a bit chilly for us here in the Deep South, and this southern boy’s blood runs cold easy. I was not looking forward to freezing behind the handlebars.