Custom Flame Paint Job on Scorpion Half Helmet

I was shopping for a new half helmet last summer specifically for warmer days and saw all kinds of really cool designs… but the helmet I ultimately chose was only available to me locally in solid colors.  I considered putting on a few die-cut vinyl decals but decided it would be much less cheesy if I got it painted.  And I figured who better to paint my helmet than our own fellow moto-blogger Mr Motorcycle of Kulass Speedshop Paint!?!  So I drew a sketch and picked up a couple of paint chips at the hardware store to give him an idea of what color I wanted, and shipped the helmet off to him in Minnesota a few weeks ago.

On Friday I got an email saying that my helmet was done!  Yay, I couldn’t wait to see it!  Apparently Mr M couldn’t wait to show the world either because he put together a video slideshow of the whole painting process!  Check it out over on his blog… click here!

Personally I think it looks awesome!  And it will do a fabulous job of blending together the colors from my silver Harley® and the purple mesh Harley® jacket I wear in the summer. 

Fan-freakin-tastic job dude!  :-)

Motorcycle Endorsement!

Diana at New Castle DMV

I had a motorcycle permit, all my riding gear and a new to me Harley-Davidson® motorcycle. I had to ride it, even if I didn’t know how! My townhouse was near an elementary school.  I just needed to get around the corner to the entrance and then I could ride in circles around the parking lot.  I would never even have to shift out of first gear.  It was the perfect plan.

I figured the clutch worked the same way as in my car – give it a little gas, ease out the clutch, give a little, go a little.  And it did work that way heading up the slight incline on my road.  When I got to the stop sign I needed to make a left onto the street, so I waited until there was no traffic anywhere near before I started to go.  Gave it a little throttle and let the clutch out a bit.  I was headed slightly downhill at this point though, so apparently I really didn’t need to throttle at all! The bike shot out forward and was halfway across the street before I could blink! I now had only half the space to make the turn…and I almost made it.  My bike came to its intended forward direction about two millimeters away from the curb.  So I rolled along with the side of my tire scraping against the side of the curb for about 5 feet before the bike decided it didn’t like that and fell over.  My crash bar filleted the grass and sliced up a nice piece of sod.  I scratched the shiny chrome on my pipes, tore a small chunk from the toe of one boot, and got bruises on my elbow and hip. Before I could even refocus, a man in a pick-up truck stopped and helped me pick up the bike.  He made sure I was OK, then drove off. 

I knew I needed to put the bike away, but then it wouldn’t start up again…so I had to duck-walk it back down the block and into my house.  I learned a valuable lesson that day: respect the machine! After that, Jay drove down from Delaware to Baltimore once a week after he got out of work. He took my bike over to the school parking lot for me, and watched while I rode around in circles for hours on end.  By the time I showed up to the Basic Rider class, I could shift comfortably between first & second gears and could make a GIANT figure-8 in the parking lot.  That made the first morning on the range a piece of cake.

It was ungodly hot that last week of August, but somehow we managed to make it through the two day MSF basic rider class at Cecil Community College without getting heat stroke.  We quizzed each other at the swimming pool in the evening and until we fell asleep that night.  Jay scored 85% on his written exam and aced the skills tests.  I aced the written exam and scored 85% on my skills tests.  It was like a match made in heaven. We both received our motorcycle endorsement!

Diana MSF Basic Rider Class Completion Card

* This article first appeared in print in the January issue of Fast Lane Biker Delamarva and is the fith in an ongoing series of articles by Diana Green.

Shiny New Chrome

Diana loves her Sportster

Summer was flying by and I couldn’t wait for my Basic Rider class to start.  How cool was it that Jay & I would be taking it together?  I didn’t even know he had wanted to take the class…he already knew how to ride.  But I guess it was an easy route to getting his endorsement, so why question a good thing?  I read the manual they sent me in the mail, and took all of the chapter quizzes.  Some of it was completely foreign to me, so I asked Jay to explain it to me.

I ordered 2 jackets from HotLeathers.com, and Jay took me to Freedom Cycle in north Wilmington for some other gear.  I bought a DOT shorty helmet, some really cute gloves with studs all around the cuffs, and a pair of riding boots which miraculously fit my extra-wide feet.  I couldn’t find a pair of glasses that fit my face right.  They were either too big for my face, or they didn’t sit right on my cheekbones, or my long eyelashes would brush up against the lenses and annoy me.  I finally found a perfect pair at Mike’s Famous Harley-Davidson in New Castle.  They cost almost as much as my 2 jackets combined, but you just can’t argue with a perfect fit!

My course preparations also included searching for a cheap used bike that I could crash up and no one would care.  I was spending an afternoon on eBay to scope out what might be available and how much it would run me, when across my monitor appeared the most beautiful sight!  It was a 2001 XLH883 (whatever that meant), shiny black with sparkling chrome all over.  The bike was offered for sale by American Classic Motors in Zieglerville PA, and had a Buy-It-Now price of $4995.  I couldn’t believe that anyone could own a Harley® for 4 years and only put 941 miles on it…but that was their loss and my gain!

Diana’s first motorcycle

The weekend came and it was time for the adventure to begin!  On Friday I rented a cargo van from home and drove it up to Jay’s apartment in Elkton MD.  We got up at the crack of dawn Saturday morning with our maps & directions to find American Classic Motors.  The guys there were very helpful in loading my little bike up inside the van with lots of tie-downs to keep it secure.  When Jay headed off to work on Saturday night, I drove the van back to my townhouse in Reisterstown MD where it sat until the next day.  I had to get my brother and a couple of his friends to help get my bike down out of the van on Sunday.  (This was a much more difficult proposition than loading it had been, since we didn’t have any kind of a ramp.)  It was kind of surreal as four young guys and I pushed the bike around the house and in through the sliding glass door in the basement.  No one knew how to ride it, or even how to start it, but it belonged to ME!

The next day I returned the cargo van, went directly to the MVA, got tags & a learner’s permit, and came home to ride my bike!

* This article first appeared in print in the December issue of Fast Lane Biker Delamarva and is the fourth in an ongoing series of articles by Diana Green.

Ride Your Own Ride?!

A phrase that motorcyclists hear quite often in reference to group riding: “Ride Your Own Ride”. What does it mean? How do you do it when you are riding in a group?

Obviously the group dynamic prohibits a rider from completely riding his own ride.  If each member of a group were to ride his own pace in his chosen lane position and for that matter to his own destination, there wouldn’t be much of a group involved in the ride at all!  They’d be scattered all over, some on back roads and some on highways, some cruising merrily along while others attempt to break salt flat records, and they’d probably never even come into contact at all over the course of the day.

OK, let’s suppose that a group has decided on a common route and destination… we still have a disorganized, inconsistent, and I daresay dangerous combination of riding styles, all attempting to share the same roads at the same time.  Riders pass each other haphazardly, ride up next to each other in the same lane (whether the person ahead is comfortable with that or not), leave giant gaps in the formation, and even perform stunts (a la “Look ma, no hands!”) in close proximity to other riders.  This is the exact scenario I have found at many “open” events.  That is not to say that the typical rider lacks riding skills or has reckless disregard for others, but more likely that they’re not experienced in safe group riding practices.

As a new rider I was reminded to ride my own ride during the safety instructions at the beginning of practically every chapter ride. I often wondered what exactly it was supposed to mean.  After all, each rider must hold his own position in the pack, follow the pace and directions of the road captain and all other riders in front of him, and pass back signals as directed.  While riding sweep and near the back of the group, I have witnessed the beauty of a group of twenty plus bikes cruising along the asphalt in a perfectly harmonious formation… like a symphony of rolling thunder.  However, holding the good of the group in high priority certainly does not seem to facilitate any of the individual riders doing their own thing.  And yet the near constant reminder to “ride your own ride”.

After nearly 25,000 miles in the saddle, the vast majority of it ridden in groups ranging from four to thirty and more motorcycles, I have deduced my own meaning for this seemingly incomprehensible phrase.  Even when following strictly regimented practices of group riding, motorcyclists must remember that they are not sheep obliviously following a shepherd; they are ultimately responsible for their own individual bikes.  Do not run a red light for fear that the forward part of the group will leave you behind.  Stop at intersections and check traffic for yourself instead of just rolling blindly right on through.  Watch for pot holes, road kill, and other hazards for yourself instead of relying on a signal to be passed back.  If you need more space or perceive it appropriate to go single-file when it has not been designated by the group leader, feel free to signal your intentions to the other riders in the pack and then do it.  Do not out-ride your skill level just to keep up with the rest of the group.  Trust that the ride leaders and road captains will do their job and make sure that your needs are met by pulling over at a safe location to allow you to catch up, adjusting the group pace to compensate for lesser skill level of newer riders, and so on.  Do not assign responsibility to them for your carelessness and naive indifference to your own riding safety.

So does ride your own ride mean you are free to do whatever you feel like? Definitely not!  Does it mean to take responsibility for yourself as well as deferring to the safety of the rest of the group? Absolutely!  When each rider pays diligent attention to the latter you have the makings of a successful group ride!  On the contrary, the former creates nothing but a bunch of individuals riding in a cluster.

Diana’s 2010 Wrap Up

2010 has been an amazing year for me.  I accomplished nearly all  of the motorcycle-related goals that I had set forth, as well as a few unexpected ones.  When I recall that in 2009 I had only gone on my first overnight trip on my own bike, I am completely amazed that by 2010 I was leading groups on overnight trips!  I planned and led sixteen motorcycles on a weekend trip to the Williamsport HOG Poker Run in June.  Wow, that was a total blast… especially dinner at Bamboo Bernie’s & dancing at Cancun Cantina West across the street from our hotel!  I’m sure that trip along with my weekly mid-day summer ride series played a large part in my being voted in as a full patched Road Captain for First State HOG.

Diana Road Captain patch

double bridges

I also planned out routes and led the majority of the way on several trips with my hubby.  Jay & I spent the weekend at Gettysburg Bike Week and took two four-day trips along the Blue Ridge Parkway.  Each of those was an amazing experience too.  It was pouring here when we left for Gettysburg, but the radar clearly showed that the storm was moving out and we’d see sunshine by the time we arrived at our destination.  So we geared up and headed out into the rain.  At one point during the rain delay and debate that morning Jay asked me why we should ride our bikes instead of taking the cozy dry car, and I responded “because we are motorcyclists, that’s what we do!”

Parked on the parkway

That comment couldn’t have been more appropriate to describe my accomplishments over spring break.  Not only did I challenge myself over some pretty rough and quite unfamiliar mountain terrain during the few days we visited the Blue Ridge Parkway, but I also took several more local day trips & rides throughout the rest of my break – totaling over 2000 miles for the week!

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Foxcreek Trip 2

Speaking of mileage, I did fall about 250 miles short of hitting the 20K mark on my Harley’s odometer before this snap of below-freezing temperatures settled in.  The other goal I did not achieve was getting certified as a motorcycle safety instructor.  Unfortunately, the course schedule conflicted with not just one but two different trips that I was not going to miss.  C’est la vie…there’s always next year.

I got a new cage this year (albeit topless), and in addition to that my bike has also seen a few changes.  I got a J&M CB radio for my handlebar – it works great in being able to communicate with my fellow Road Captains.  And after searching high & low, I finally accepted that I was going to have to fork out the $400+ for a Mustang seat if I wanted a solo w/backrest for my Dyna.  I am totally glad I did – and so is my chiropractor!

Diana’s new cage

Looking forward to 2011, I have a simple plan…RIDE!  I want to visit Maggie Valley & Pigeon Forge, I plan to take a group to Gettysburg, and I’m thinking of visiting Skyline drive again (this time on my own bike).  I want to ride to, and around, Deep Creek Lake, and visit the wind turbines and waterfalls… maybe finally get to visit Falling Waters (a house designed by genius architect Frank Lloyd Wright that sits on a waterfall)!  I might even take part in America’s 9-11 Foundation Ride this year.  Regardless, if you’re looking for me in 2011 chances are you’ll find me with my knees in the breeze!

Shaving Seconds

When riding a motorcycle, every second counts.  Motorcycle safety courses and departments of motor vehicles tell riders to keep a minimum two-second following distance behind the vehicle in front of you.  But motorcyclists should constantly scan and anticipate what is coming at them much farther down the road.  Cagers often don’t see us, so we need to take the responsibility to see them…the sooner the better.

Besides being aware of approaching vehicles, intersections, obstacles in the roadway, and poor road conditions as you approach them, a good rider will also take actions so as to prepare for these things should they suddenly become hazards.  Cruising down the highway with your legs stretched out on the cruise pegs is a welcome relief for stiff or cramping legs, and it’s super cool…but needing to relocate your feet back to the controls to be able to break or shift in an emergency situation adds valuable seconds to your response time.

Whenever approaching an intersection, blind curve, or any other situation where there is an increased likelihood of encountering trouble, it is a good idea to take your feet back off those highway pegs and put them in position where they are ready to brake or shift.  Feet are not the only thing that needs to prepare.  Cover both brake and clutch levers with your hands so as to eliminate the time needed to reach and grab them, leaving only the time it takes for the actual squeeze. 

Besides preparing yourself physically, you can also shave seconds through mental preparation.  Having an “escape” pre-planned can cut down on your reaction time because there is no hesitation while you evaluate the situation and decide what to do…you already have!  Practice emergency braking and swerve techniques in an empty parking lot on a regular basis, or take rider safety course.  These skills keep you in tip-top shape for when you need to use them. 

Keeping your motorcycle in good shape will help too.  Properly inflated tires and maintained brakes allow your bike to come to a stop more quickly.  All of these little things add up.  Shaving a few tenths of a second by covering your brakes & clutch, a few more by having your feet in ready position, even more for proper brakes and tires, and more still for mental & skill preparation all combined together can literally shave up to three seconds off of your response time.

Three seconds?  Big deal, right?  Well actually, yeah it is a big deal!  Many of us tend to overlook the obvious.  Riding at 30 mph actually means that you are moving a distance of approximately 50 feet in a second.  A typical intersection is only 50 feet wide.  That means that if you even saved just one second off your response time, it could make the difference between your bike stopping before you reach that car suddenly pulling out in front of you or not stopping until you’ve actually slammed into, skidded under, or flown over it…and that’s only one second at 30 mph!  Just think of the distance you could save over 3 seconds at 60 mph!

Those 3 seconds very well might save you – and your Harley – from a bad scrape!

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