We had dinner tonight at the Tidewater Grille in Havre de Grace, Maryland and sat outside right on the banks of the Susquehanna River. It was really a cool place and I think it would make a great biker destination. Plenty of parking for large groups. I hear the owners ride. Put it on your list of places to visit in Maryland.
Dress for the crash. That means you should always wear a DOT helmet, protective jacket, good pants, gloves and sturdy boots.
A friend who wishes to remain anonymous recently went down. One moment he looked away and next thing you know the car in front of him stopped short. My friend laid the bike down and slid across the pavement… bike slid too and came to rest under the car. Thanks to my friend’s helmet and leather jacket the worst bruise was to the ego. He got up and spent the rest of the weekend riding his scuffed motorcycle. As far as crashes go, this is a happy ending!
Keep a safe following distance, practice your emergency swerving and braking, wear your protective gear.
The May East Coast Biker Online is available. Click Here
Although Joker, Diana & myself for one reason or another did not submit our monthly columns, I did slip in a PR piece about First State HOG taking part in the Patriot Tour on page 54.
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With summer just around the corner motorcycle season is once again upon us. Before answering the open road’s call though Harley riders should be sure to grab one of Zippo’s new 2010 Harley-Davidson collection lighters. These iconic windproof lighters from one of the most trusted and recognized brands in the world feature the same reliable design as the original 1930s models such as the trademark flint- wheel ignition system, rugged metal construction, hinged lid, one-hand operation and the distinctive ‘click’ that have made the Zippo lighter legendary. They are as reliable as the bikes whose emblem they proudly bear and will be a perfect companion for any trip long or short.Mike Gehrig
The following items will be offered at the Road Captain USA online store in the very near future. Leave a comment if you want to reserve one. Retail Price is $26.95
I’m thinking that the Zippo/Case Museum in Bradford, PA would be a great stop on our next motorcycle trip to the Mansfield, PA region.
In 1990 only 3% of motorcyclists were women. Today that statistic is 23%, making women the largest growing demographic in the motorcycle industry for the past 20 years. Let’s keep it up ladies…at this rate it won’t be long before we reach 50/50 status!
May is Women Riders Month, so get the girls together and get out there and ride as much as you can! I personally put 2500 miles on my bike last month, and I plan to make that a trend.
Especially don’t forget about International Female Ride Day on Friday, May 7th. Ride to work, ride to the sub shop, practice figure-8’s in an empty parking lot, or pack your saddlebags and head out for a weekend trip…just get out there and enjoy some 2-wheel therapy from the stresses of your every day life.
Women riders ROCK! And we’re only gonna get better! 
Those of you who know me won’t be surprised when I say I have a number of dumb moments. The great thing about being honest about my dumb moments is that you can read about them here and chuckle… and learn from my experience if you are new to riding.
Those of you who do not have a gas gauge and those of you who are wise know that you need to know how many miles your motorcycle can travel on a full tank of gas. You know? This way you can use your odometer as a gas gauge to see how much further you can travel before filling up again. Common sense, right?
For some reason my gas gauge was dropping lower than Diana’s sooner (we pretty much have the same motorcycle and gas up together at the same time). She would tell me not to worry because we have x amount of miles left before we need to gas up. I would become concerned because my gas gauge would be lower than expected for the amount of miles traveled. I started to think the Stabil I put in my tank in the winter was affecting my motorcycles efficiency. Maybe I plugged up the jets somehow? This became an issue on the Blue Ridge Parkway because we were in the middle of nowhere and didn’t know where the next gas stop was and I needed some go go juice badly! Diana didn’t need it so badly and kept telling me not to worry, that we had plenty of miles left.
I figured out what was happening! I had gotten out of the habit of completely topping off my tank. Less gas = less miles. No wonder my gas gauge was hitting the low point twenty or so miles earlier than it should. The lessen here is: you need to be consistant in filling your tank if you are going to use your odometer as a gas gauge. I hope there is at least one person out there who didn’t realize this before reading my post and doesn’t think I am a complete boob. For those of you who do think I am a complete boob; I know who you are and you do not need to comment.
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