Hoo-Rag The Better Bandana

The multi functional hoo-rag looks like a great product. The hoo-rag folks sent me several Skull Daddy Hoo-Rags which is really special since they are currently ”sold out” of this. It must be their coolest one. There are other similar skull looking Hoo-Rags. For the safety minded there is a solid Hi-Viz orange one.

I have two Skull Daddys left to give away to the first two readers who comment on this post. I’ll e-mail you back to get your mailing addresses. Good luck readers!

Vist www.HooRag.com for more information.

Bloom’n Idiots On Two Wheels

On multiple occasions here at RC USA I have separated myself from “bikers” in catagorizing myself as a “motorcycle enthusiast”. In February I tried to completely remove myself from this label. Now that I declare it impossible to say I am not something I can’t help but be I have to say it is partly because the community of two wheelers is chock full of bloom’n idiots! I would rather not be associated with many of my two wheel associates. Especially in the spring time! It’s like idiots on parade. I saw so many of them today that I just wanted choke them. Maybe by next month they will put the bikes back in the garage and only come out for Hooters Bike Night. One can only hope.

Top 10 list of annoyances:

1. Biker fashion over function including all biker related t-shirts. Is it really necessary to wear a motorcycle related t-shirt whenever you ride to prove to people you really are a biker? Ooohhh a big skull and cross bones on your back must mean you a real rider. Why not wear a Dodge Ram, Duck Commander or NASCAR t-shirt? Will people all of sudden think that rider doesn’t know what he is doing wearing a non two wheel themed shirt! My gosh what was he thinking?! No advertisement? Doesn’t he realize you need to pay the MoCo $40 for the right to advertise their dealerships on the back of a bar and shield decorated t-shirt in order to be road worthy? Does anyone care that you went to Sturgis, Daytona or The Dragon? Does advertising where you went on vacation make you more bikery then someone who keeps it a secret?

2. Smoking a cigarette, riding no hands, one hand cooly resting on the tank. Saw this one today on a populated street. Really? Must I go any further? Save these tricks for the backroads buddy. Good skills but no one is impressed. Maybe just a little bit… but still stupid.

3. No hands, bike in neutral at a red light. Might as well have both thumbs stuck up your ass, remove your mirrors and wear a target on your back that says “run me over because I don’t have a brain anyway”. What happened to “watch your ass, the cagers are trying to kill us”?

4. Beachwear! Maybe I am over cautious by always dressing for the crash but shorts, bathing suits, no socks, flip flops or sandals really hits a nerve with me. It’s one thing to not wear a helmet, it’s another to ride practically naked. Road rash waiting. Flaunt your stupidity. Snub your nose at the thought of respect to the road and the machine. Your bike should be taken away.

5. No helmet, no gloves, no boots, no eye protection or any combination of these. OK maybe this is extreme but this is pretty basic riding wear. Lets say you have the freedom to choose, doesn’t it make sense to choose the logical protective wear. Especially with all those idiots in cars out there trying to kill us or just not paying attention to us? They would rather text each other than pay attention to your loud pipes. Get real. Wear a pair of boots and gloves for crying out loud!

6. Big and or tall guys on Sportsters. Fat guys on sport bikes with plumbers crack exposed. Chicks with 9 inch spike heels not riding passenger. No further explanation needed right? I probably owe an apology to plumbers for this one. They should not suffer the humiliation of being lumped in with fat guys on crotch rockets.

7. Parked on sidewalk. We all pay the same taxes. There is no special parking permit to pull up to the front door of Planet Fitness and park on the sidewalk. Saw this one today. Do these riders think they are the only ones who have a bike? What if four other riders come to the gym? Are they all supposed to park on the sidewalk too? That will do a great amount of good for our image. Maybe he thought he would be too tired after his workout to make it across the parking lot like the poor fools in their cars and trucks. I think I’ll go somewhere tomorrow and say “good bye honey, I’m taking the bike so I can park on the sidewalk next to the front door of wherever my lazy dumbass is going.”

8. Those jerks who ride by my place of employment during the work week mid day with their loud pipes knowing I am stuck inside watching them go by from my window office on a nice sunny day. Complete assholes. They do it to torture me! I curse the bastards with drool running down the corner of my mouth and fist in the air.  I mumble “I hate you”. I would flip them the bird but I have to maintain a minimal amount of professionalsim.

9. People obsessed with pins, patches, t-shirts and hot dogs that were supposed to be free with registration. “Sorry we ran out.” Is a damn $2.00 hot dog really this important to be giving a volunteer holy hell over? You haven’t seen an angrier person than a HOG member who rode all day to a state rally and didn’t get the pin he paid for. The world is going to come to an end over this! Don’t believe me? Work the registration booth as a volunteer at the next rally.

10. Motorcycles parked outside a bar mid day while the sun is shining and the riding is awesome. Can you see your buddy saying: “Hey lets stop. This riding is a real drag. Lets go inside a dark dingy fly infested hole in the wall and get a Budweiser. It will be just like we never left home. I’m glad I got this motorcycle to experience the wind in my hair and bugs in my teeth but I really want to pay $5.00 and tip the bar maid another $1.00 for a long neck instead of paying that same amount for a six pack on the way home. Then after we get a good buzz we can ride in the cold after the sun sets and maybe hit a deer in the dark. Sound like a plan?”

Sorry to offend any of my target cruiser riding audiance but being offensive is probably better than not writing at all which I did for several months. Probably because I was sick of being associated with bloom’n idiots. Are you glad Road Captain is back? Maybe I should go back into hibernation and leave my keyboard back to collecting dust.

The Itch Is Back

It’s 5:30am on a Saturday morning and it wouldn’t be unusual for me to sleep in another 5-6 hours even though I have a busy day ahead of me. Actually that would be the norm. I have poison ivy and the itch has woken me up even though I applied the prescription strength 2.5% hydrocortisone.

That’s not the only itch that’s back! In February I wrote a goodbye post saying it was time to move on and stop writing about being a biker. I even relinquished the title of “biker”. Very easy to do during a polar vortex.

Winter is over. Spring is here. It’s time to ride. I have been busy reading non motorcycle information and honing my public speaking ability. To stop writing would be a mistake. I do intend on starting  a new blog but I haven’t done so yet. So I announce this morning to the blogosphere “The itch is back! I tried to not be a biker anymore… but it’s in my skin bitch!” Sorry for the Wild Hogs referance and foal language if anyone got that or was offended.

I only went on one overnighter last year. This year will be different. Turning off the things I started in 2008 even though I have newer interests would be a mistake. So even though I may not post a minimum of once a week like I did for several years… Road Captain is back in the saddle and at the keyboard.

I Am Not A Biker Anymore

“I am not a biker!”

Sounds strange to declare this to the motorcycle blogosphere where it is a badge of honor to be called a biker. We biker bloggers have bickered about who wears the badge and who doesn’t. Furthmore, it is strange because two posts ago I declared that I had returned after taking a break… but I was mistaken. To return would be to go backwards or stagnate. I am a fast moving training projecting forward! Been there, done that, not returning!

Nothing against motorcycles and bikers. I still love bikes (and my biker freinds) but they are not my only passion. I also love muscle cars, the outdoors, tropical vacations and so much more. I argue today that a biker is someone who defines his or herself by their obsession with motorcycles. This is their single most important defining character trait that tells you exactly what they are all about. I no longer fit that catagory. Sorry, I am past the point of no return. I obsessed on the motorcycle lifestyle for most of the past ten years. Time to expand my horizons and not feel guilty about it. Motorcycles will no longer define who I am, how I dress, who I associate with and my attitude toward life and other people. I am so much more than I was!

I owe the motorcycle community and the Harley Owners Group a debt of gratitude. For awakening the spirit of adventure in me. For introducing me to hundreds of new friends. For giving me the opportunity to develop as a leader.

I will continue to be a Harley-Davidson enthusiast, a writer, a speaker and a leader but it is time to take off the blinders. I refuse to be a walking talking billboard for Harley-Davidson. I paid my dues. I took a lot of two wheel trips, paid a lot of mechanics and bought alot of motorcycle accesories. In many cases I wish I had that money back. Anyone want a black t-shirt? I have extra. 

I am not a biker anymore. But I still love them and still ride… but not until spring.

I might not post here anymore but I will keep the webiste up for now. It was a labor of love. We have too much invested in it to take it down. Please read the blog posts if you are new to Road Captain USA. If biking is your passion then please continue riding and enjoy the journey. For me, the journey has only begun. There is more to see and do before my time is over. I hope you understand and don’t take offense.

Farewell motorcycle blogosphere… after blogging about motorcycles for six years it might be time to blog about something else. Keep the rubber side down and the shiney side up my friends. I’m outa here!

Are Bikers Comical?

It seems ironic or somehow dynamic to me that although we have accepted the leather clad tattoo’d biker figure as threatening in our culture… more often than not media depicts the biker as a clown. For example take the latest Mr Clean television commercial:

You can go back to Beach Blanket Bingo of 1965 to see an older example:

Although in real life some bikers are scarey like the more realistic depiction in Terminator 2 from 1991… why do you think it is so easy to depict them as silly like the Black Widows in Anyway Which Way But Loose from 1978 or more recently the Del Fuegos from Wild Hogs in 2007?

Although I own black leather jacket, vest, chaps and boots you won’t find me grocery shopping or doing housework in them. I don’t lounge around the house wearing them. I find the leather jacket and chaps functional but the only good use for my vest is to display patches. With all the synthetic jackets out there that are waterproof, warm, abrasion resistant and easier to see in brighter colors I’m not sure why I stick to leather. I have stopped wearing “biker boots” and traded them in for traditional Timberland brand work boots that are more comfortable for walking when I get off my bike. Honestly, I sometimes feel silly in my biker gear at gas stations and restaurants. Reminds me of the 2008 blog post by Steve Johnson at Motorcycle Philosophy called How To Look Like A Biker.

Click here to check it out.

Back to the question: Why is it so easy to make fun of the biker image? Are we silly looking?

Return Of Jay

After blogging at least once a week since 2008 I completely missed July and August of 2013 and have not posted since June. My priorities have changed and I am no longer obsessed with motorcycles. After about 20 years I am returning to an obsession with network marketing. We’ll see how that goes. I hope affordable green energy is more lucrative than soap.

I took a break from being a Road Captain as well. It’s been about 13 months since I officially asked to be benched. Today I led my first ride since then and will lead another next month. Maybe I’ll lead a third ride in November before it gets too cold for me.

A Great Group at Woodside

We had a great group. Part of my dislike for Road Captaining that led me to taking a break is the large groups we get in HOG. In my opinion, 6 is the perfect group and anything over 8 is too many. So today’s group of 7 bikes was perfect for me. Another thing I changed to suit me was the start time. For awhile riding got my blood flowing and I could get up for these things in the morning, but as riding became less exciting for me I returned to being a late sleeper on the weekends. So I put up a ride that met at lunchtime. That’s about when I’m ready for the day to start. Before then I’m just getting warmed up.

I also had to take a break because I felt overly responsible for everyone’s well being. I was Director of First State HOG Chapter for three years and got to feel like the members were my family. I actually felt like I was the parent and the members were my children and I was responsible for all of them. I never had kids so this was my substitution for what was missing in my life. Silly isn’t it? Now combine that with witnessing a fatal accident on one of our rides in April of 2009 when I was riding sweep. We lost a close friend. Motorcycle accidents became very real to me after that. So leading large groups of twenty motorcyclists who I felt were all my children and under my protection became too stressful. I definitely needed a break from Road Captaining soon after my three years of Director were over.

This is a good time of year to return to the front of the pack. Fall weather is perfect for riding. Here is a picture I took today. A sign of things to come. Sometimes I feel like the lone red leaf among all the green leaves. Sometimes? More like all the time!

A Sign of Things to Come