Sunday, April 30, 2017

Hi-viz garden decoration

Random motorcycle picture of the day. Why not?

Yes, this hunk of shit is really in my back yard garden.

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Boys & girls, it's now time for today's history lesson

Pay attention in the back, you slackers. Who knew that Panther Motorcycles had a model named after us? Johnny, put out that cig and put down the knife.

If it's found on Wikipedia, it must be true: facts here:

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Minnesota bred motorcyclist and philosopher passes

Robert Pirsig, author of "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" died today in Maine. He was born in Minneapolis and studied at the U of Mn. I got the book on the shelf. Gotta read it just yet.

Pirsig dies

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Wait, wait......

All right, another batch from Texas. Here we go.
More umbrella girls? What the? Where'd they come from?

Marquez. Yep, he won.

Our own Sir Robert. Apparently he crashed the pit area and
 made off with Rossi's race board.

It ain't no Moto GP....

without umbrella girls. More from Texas.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Scenes from the Moto GP at COTA

Brought to you by Sir. Robert, who is there, somewhere deep in the heart of Texas.

Kenny Roberts, Jr. was inducted into the MotoGP Legends Hall of Fame yesterday.

The centerpiece of COTA is the tower that stands 251 feet tall.

Red Bull (duh) GP machine. Test rides were not offered.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Deep in heart of Tex-ass

Yep, that is Sir Robert on the backside of the Lucky Strike machine piloted by Mr. Schwantz not all that long ago. Hopefully, we'll have more photos to come of MotoGP festivities and race this weekend in Austin at the Circuit of the Americas. Send more damn photos, yo.

Triumph e-mag for April

Triumph used to put out an actual monthly rag that, by all accounts, was rather nice. Readable, too.
It's another crappy, wet, sloppy turd of a day; this will give you something to do at least for an hour.

For The Ride

Saturday, April 15, 2017

More dispatches from Brazil

After a thousand miles of driving an under-powered Renault SUV and two flights, I'm back in Rio de Janeiro.

We stopped to get gas in the middle of nowhere earlier today and this guy, rolls up in black leathers on big ass Yamaha cruiser. Through our translator I learn this Brazilian rider started his journey in the US and rode down from California (he also mentioned something about going to Key West). Anyhow, we kinda chatted for a while, hugged and then went our separate ways.

He belongs to a club called Aubutres Brasil (Brazilian Vultures). He had all sorts of stickers on his bike, of course in Portuguese. The photo of his gas tank translates to, "The strong got it, the weak gave up, the cowards did not even try." He was bad ass.

Note the photo of him proudly holding a Red Wing IronWorks Motorbike Club card.

The roads outside Rio de Janeiro are good motorcycling roads, if you have a bike with enough power to pass going up a hill. Nearly all the cars here have small engines, think 1.8 liter without a turbo. For me to pass another car or truck on a hill in my piece of crap Renault, I would downshift to third, push the pedal to floor and hope it could make the pass in 10 seconds. Neither the Renault or Fiat I drove had what you would call a "power band."

I was on a great 40 mile stretch of two-lane road today with no cars through the mountains. I haven't ridden Deal's Gap, but it would have to rival it.

Most bikes are 250 or less, but I did see a newer Gold Wing, a new BMW F800 GS, a Honda NC750 as well.

There is a helmet law in Brazi so moto-taxi drivers carry a spare. In the smaller cities (150,000 or so), it wasn't usual to see barefoot riders, but they were wearing helmets.

Today is the Glug Run...

A fitting day for the annual flood run; rain, and a lot of it.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Crud Run, nuff said.

The details:
slimey crud run

If you haven't been, well, you're just a lame-O. As usual, all the cool kids will be there.

Monday, April 10, 2017

Our man in the field reports from down below

This just in from Brazil.....

Today spent a bunch of time in the village of Corrego Da Luz, Brazil, a small town  about 90 miles east of Rio de Janeiro.

It turns out this place is huge for people who like off road riding in the muggy, thick forested hills. During our interviews with those who contracted yellow fever, you could hear good exhaust notes in the hills. When these riders passed us on the road later, these guys were all wearing chest protectors, boots, helmets, gloves etc.

This bar is where they meet and hang out. I left a few cards there, but everyone speaks only Portuguese.

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

A ride this Saturday? Say Whut?

Tis true my children. We shall ride this Saturday. Gonna be sunny and warm, so get your asses down to RW Caribou at 0900. Drink coffee, ride like a maniac afterward and prolly have crocktails after that.

From The Dept. of Stuff To Do

This afternoon at 5 p.m. be at the Red Wing ELC (Environmental Learning Center) to hear about Doug’s motorcycle trip to Vietnam last summer....