Just some pictures from the fun ride we had last weekend. Chip and Kevin did awesome! Alison got to ride her new bike. She’s officially the teams ‘Goater’ She can climb hills mo’ betta than anyone else.
And for your viewing pleasure. Chip demonstrates effective crashing techniques
Kevin visits the tadpoles!
You can see the rest of the pictures from the day here: 3-29-08
Hope to see some of you out there soon!
Saturday was the first ride on the new bike. What an awesome day! The new bike is great and a blast to ride. It will take me a little bit to get used to the ride but I look forward to riding everyday. Rob and Gregg joined me and we had a great time. Here are a few photos and a map of the route we took.
Walking through the mall today at lunch (Supporting the economy of course) a girl walks up to me and asks “What kind of bike do you ride?” I was wearing my gear, and had my helmet in hand so it wasn’t an out of place question. I responded with “A BMW.” She says “Nice! What model?” Her seeming interested I reply with “GS, 1200.” Then, she says “Do you stunt it?”
I could only laugh. “Do you stunt it?” If anyone has ever seen my bike or bikes like it, stunting is obviously not a primary strength of this particular bike. I don’t even think I responded other than to laugh because she immediately went from ‘someone who knows about motorcycles’ to ‘not so much’
I wandered off to the Mac store to get a case for my iPhone cause this apparent iDiot keeps dropping it. Then, I found the coolest iGadget by Nike. A bluetooth remote control for you iPod that also acts as a watch! I’ve been trying to figure out how I can use my iPod on the bike and snowboarding without actually having physical access to it. Problem solved!
Anyone want to help out? Yeah, like I thought. Being red/green colorblind I can design some hideously ugly sites. I guess I’ll have to sucker some artistically talented person into helping me update the theme design.
Just one of the random search terms that apparently lands you on my site via Google. I thought it was funny, thought I would share.
Have a good one!!!
(now I’m guaranteed to show up with this post)
Sold the Z tonight. I waffled back and forth on keeping or selling her. Obviously, selling her was the final decision. I’m not sure if I’ll miss the car or not. I don’t think it was worth the expense, but I did enjoy driving her.
On a related note, I read this quote today on the advrider board. I thought it was funny and very appropriate as it pertains to me.
” To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise you are doomed to a routine traverse, the kind know to yachtsmen, who play with their boats at sea-”cruising “it is called. Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of the world who cannot or will not fit in. If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until, your fortunes change. Only then will you know what the sea is all about.
Little has been said or written about the ways a man may blast himself free. Why? I don’t know, unless the answer lies in our diseased values. A man seldom hesitates to describe his work; he gladly divulges the privacies of alleged sexual conquests. But ask him how much he has in the bank he recoils into a shocked and stubborn silence.
“I’ve always wanted to sail to the South Seas, but I can’t afford it.” What these men can’t afford is NOT to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of “security.” And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine- and before we know it our lives are gone.
What does a man need-really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in-and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That’s all- in the material sense. And we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortages preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention from the sheer idiocy of the charade.
The years thunder by. The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it , the tomb is sealed.
Where then , lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be; bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life? What follows is not a blueprint for the man entombed; not many people find themselves in a situation paying a hundred and fifty thousand dollars a year( 1963) ( as if any man is worth that much). But the struggle is relative: it’s a lot harder to walk away from an income like that than from a fraction thereof.”
- Sterling Hayden from his book Wanderer
Hope all is well where you are!
