All Bikes in Storage

My Stuff, A Review

Gixxer Hibernation

Last Ride of the GSX-R for 2011

Season Review October 12, 2011

Why did they Destroy Highway 6

Highway 3 Cawston-Osoyoos, B.C.

Can Crashing Out Be Good For You?

The Road from Phoenix to Greenwood, B.C.

Riding Highway 5A in British Columbia

Aug 5 Ride up Apex Mountain Road

Hernia Report

I Want a Goldwing

Most Important Aspect of Your Life

Old Hedley Road

Big White

Geocaching

May 8 Lakeshore Road, Kelowna

Twisties on Hwy 6 with Gareth Emery

Feb 13 VLog

Gas Run Re-Post

The Olympus VN-8100PC

Jan 30 Vlog Continued

Jan 30 Vlog

In Preparation for my First Vlog

Jan 23 Ride to Naramata

Jan 23 2

Jan 16 1

Jan 15 in Kelowna

Oil Filter Tool Search

January 9, 2011

After all this I was NOT able to change my oil properly.  I couldn't get the freaking filter off!

The Bikes Are Idle

Gears Heated Vest and Gloves

K10 V-Strom First Impressions

Farewell To My FZ6R

Nov 6 Naramata

After a long hiatus I have come back to my Blog.  I think I stopped entering posts mostly because I hate typing.
So from now on I am just going to embed videos, with maybe some follow up test such as this.

In essence, I have become a Vlogger.

My GSX R750

A couple of recent vids of me on my GSR750.

So You Want Ride a Motorcycle?

(This post needs editing, please forgive the grammatical errors.)



Last year at about this time (Oct 08) I decided it might be fun to own and ride my own motorcycle. I had come across a YouTube video of a test review of a Ducati Monster 696. Up until that time I knew nothing of motorcycles other than the impression that they were dangerous and pointless.

However, after seeing the video and checking the performance numbers, I thought "wow, I could never afford a car that can perform like that Ducati". The Ducati 696 is a middle weight performer, the base model of that company. And it was available for about $10,000 CAN.

From that time forward I researched and sought after everything I could find on the WWW that had to do with motorcycles. I researched sport bikes, cruisers, dual sport, tourers and even scooters.

The best site that I have found for researching bikes is MotorcycleNews It's a British site but has a short review of just about every kind of motorcycle out there. They are somewhat prejudiced in favor of sport bikes but it's a great starting point. My bike is known as the Yamaha XJ6 Diversion in places other than North America. Here, it's fully faired. This brings me to a point regarding naked bikes. Naked bikes look bad ass but they have little or no wind protection so if you want to blast down your favorite highway it might end up being a pain in the ass rather than bad assed. The wind blast will wear you down.

By late fall I had committed to owning and riding a bike by the Spring of 2009.

This post is to outline my experiences in this project, what I did right and what I did wrong and maybe to change some impressions of motorcycling that some of you might have.

I want to start off with a few suggestions:

1) When you buy your bike, also purchase a heated vest. There is nothing that kills the fun of biking like cold does. The cold is not only uncomfortable, it's unsafe. To ride properly you need to be flexible and you need to pay attention to every move you make. When you are cold, you are stiff and you end up thinking about how cold you are instead of the plan you have for your next corner.

The heated vest keeps your core organs warm and when they are warm they don't draw heat from your extremities, therefore your hands, legs and feet stay warmer. Believe me, regardless of where you live, you will sometimes be in a cold environment and you will really appreciate that vest!

2) Take a safety course OR pay someone you know that is an experienced rider a lot of money to spend at least 15 hours with you teaching all he knows about riding. I took a course that cost me $700. Basically their goal was to see that I passed my road test to get my license and that's about it. I would rather have given an experienced rider that money for 15 hours of 1 on 1 training instead of the 40 hour group course I took.

3) Plan to spend several hours a week riding your bike and not just to and from work. You only can get good (safe) by riding a LOT and in various situation, city and highway. It's a time commitment you have to make for safety sake.

4) Do not purchase an underpowered bike. Regardless of all the crap there is on the net about starting off "slow" and getting a 250 or a similar bike, just never mind that crap 'cause that's what it is. If you are committed to learning, your skills will grow exponentially. When you start, your bike will seem scary, intimidating. But you will learn and you'll learn fast. You will outgrow an underpowered bike in a matter of weeks and you'll be saying to yourself "I wish I had more power!". I guarantee it.

5) If you have a history of traffic convictions, if you commonly take part in reckless or impulsive behavior, if you are heavy drinker, if you have serious heath issues that effect your mobility or if you are submissive and like others to be in control, then motorcycling is maybe not a good idea for you. Conversely, if you are good at video games and/or are a control freak, then motorcycling might be your life passion.

After months of research I purchased a Yamaha FZ6R. It's a 600cc sports-tourer with 77 Horsepower. It's a great bike with good power but also docile in the lower rev range. YOU control how much power goes to the wheel. The bike will do only what you tell it to do. Do not be afraid of a powerful bike. Just use the power wisely.

Honestly, I would not consider a bike under 600cc unless you are a female. I say that not out of sexism but only because of the weight issue. My bike weighs in at about 470 pounds loaded with fluids. Occasionally, when starting out you will lose your balance with your bike and it will start to fall. You need a lot of strength to keep it off the ground in that case. It's happened to me three times and each time it took every ounce of strength I had to keep it from falling. And I am 6' 190 lbs.

Those are my five suggestions which I feel are critical.

Now you have to choose your bike.

In order to choose your bike you will have to really analyse why you want to ride. Is it for economy sake? Because you want to look "cool"? Because you want to learn a new skill? Because you seek danger? You want to go fast? Your friend has one and you want to join in the fun? You want to tear up the backwoods trails? All of the above?

Your reasons will dictate what kind of bike you choose. I would say 80% of all the bikes in my town are cruisers, Harley types with lots of chrome and loud pipes. The are probably the most comfortable and nicest looking bikes. If you are after looks and sounds then maybe that is the type of bike to get. The problem (for me) with a cruiser is that they are not particularly fast not do they handle or brake as well as a sport bike.

You need to decide how much you want to spend. For me I didn't want to go over $10,000. Partly because I wasn't sure if I would really like biking and partly because I wanted a brand new bike and I only had so much money to spend. Having only $10K really limits your choices on a new bike. That may be a good thing because in the 13 - 20K range there is so much choice of really good bikes that choosing one would be quite a task.

As I alluded to earlier, I wanted the kind of performance I could not get in any car I can afford. The kind of performance that one can experience in a Corvette Z06 or Porsche 911 and then some.

The "middle weight" bike I chose will go 0-60 mph in under 5 seconds and can reach a speed of 135 MPH. That's pretty fast, at least in acceleration. Super Sport bikes can get to 60 in under 3 seconds and are electronically limited to 186 MPH although they could go faster. They are the fastest production vehicles on the planet. You just have to look at the size of the disc brakes on these bikes to know that they stop very fast too. Super Sport Bikes are racing machines that are legal for the street.

There are two classes of Super Sports. the 600's (Yamaha R6, Kawasaki ZX6R, Honda CBR600) and the 1 Litre Bikes (Yamaha R1, Kawasaki ZX10R, Honda CBR1000RR, Suzuki GSX-R1000). A nice compromise between the two might be the Suzuki GSX-R750. There are some others too, like the Ducati 848 and Triumph Daytona 675.

Well I am getting ahead of myself.
I am going to say this now: DO NOT PURCHASE A SUPER-SPORT BIKE IF YOU ARE A NOVICE RIDER. My entire experience this summer on my bike was a learning experience in order to reach the next level, that of owning and riding a Super Sport bike safely. That's my goal for the future.

I rode my bike 12,000 km this season and in every one of those kilometers I tried to learn something or practise a skill I had learned.

I don't know much about cruisers or Harleys so from now on anything I write has to do with sport bikes in general from a perspective of someone interested in performance over all else.

There seems to be the misconception out there that motorcylces are not safe. I spent most of my 55 years thinking that until I actually learned to ride.

Now I consider bikes to be safer than cars in most situations for three reasons:

1) Agility. Your bike is so much more agile than a car its like comparing an elephant to a gazelle. Your ability to avoid a sudden danger is much more enhanced on a bike than in a car.

2) Room: A car has about a foot of space on either side of it's lane. A bike has about 3 feet or more. This gives you a tremendous amount of options on where you want to ride, depending on the conditions. You can ride where its safest, you can adjust your position to where the view of the road is best. It's amazing how much room you have. Space +Time = Safety.

3) Awareness. If you were about to go hiking in the woods and the park warden warned you that there was a bear around how would that effect you? You would hear every branch move in the wind, every squirrel move in the bush, every leaf that fell to the ground. You would be looking over your shoulder every few seconds.

The increased vulnerability of riding a bike makes you just as aware. When riding, your level of awareness raises to a measure not seen since your pot smoking days. You see more, you hear more and you feel more. You look for danger. It's an amazing feeling and one reason I love riding and it's the main reason you will be safe. It's your built-in survival instinct.

The hazard I have developed most fear for is a loss of traction due to debris or obstacles on the road, especially on the riding line you have picked. It could be gravel, leaves, a pot hole, or the slippy tar strips they use to plug cracks. You need to remember that you only have two small wheels keeping you upright, two small patches of rubber. You need to think about traction ALL the time.

Riding is all about the laws of physics and how your body and your bike will interact. Every move you make affects your bike. You need to learn to communicate with your bike and learn it's particular behaviour. If I do this, then this will happen. Practise, practise practise. I've always thought that learning to ride was like learning a hard video game. It's rewarding to see yourself get better each time you play. You learn a little something with every game experience that you can apply the next time you start the game.

When I got my license and started to ride I was really awkward and I felt awkward when I saw other bikers whizzing by me.

MOTORCYCLING IS NOT A CONTEST! The term "ride your own ride" is one of the most important that I know. There will always be better skilled bikers than you. Unless you are in a race on a track it doesn't matter what other bikers do. The temptation is to try and match their speed in a corner before you've developed the skills to do so. So it seems obvious but: DO NOT RIDE BEYOND YOUR SKILLS. Failure to do so will earn you a trip to the emergency ward.

Fear Is Your Friend

When you start to ride and even if you are experienced you will encounter what I call "uncomfortable moments". This happens usually in corners where your body tells you that what you are doing may endanger your life. You get a shot of adrenaline and maybe a sense of approaching doom. Your body is telling you to take some sort of action to change the situation.

Listen to your body, it is trying to keep you alive! Cornering fast and accurately is the toughest and yet most rewarding skill to learn, I am still learning. The most common mistake is entering a corner too fast for your skill level. Or taking the wrong line, usually because you haven't made a plan for that corner, or thought about it too late.

Do not take any corner for granted! Every corner needs a plan and once committed to it, you need to start thinking about the next corner, especially if you are on a lovely twisty road. In my case I usually get into trouble, not by going too fast, but by turning in too late because my attention was elsewhere.

It's much safer to enter a corner too slow and apply power in the corner, than to go too wide either because of speed or poor line decision and then try to apply brakes or induce a greater lean angle.

Sometimes I will enter a strange corner much slower than I could have. I tell myself "what a weenie you are". But the next time I take that corner I know I can go faster and best of all, I might be a weenie but I still have all my body parts intact.

In the first few weeks of my riding I approached my bike with a measure of trepidation or a healthy nervousness because I wasn't smooth and my muscle memory coordination wasn't fully developed. This is natural and a good thing. It goes away and then you will stop thinking about how to ride a bike and start to enjoy the benefits of learning advanced riding skills, like high speed cornering.

Now when I get on my bike I have three goals in mind:

1) To avoid getting a speeding ticket.
2) To avoid causing myself or my bike harm.
3) To go as fast as my skills allow without jeopardizing the first two goals.

Let's face it, if you are thinking about a Sport Bike, you are not thinking about maintaining the speed limits. My entry level sport bike is much more capable than the speed limits which seem agonizingly slow. If a corner says 70kmh its safe to assume you can take it at 100km on your bike with safety to spare. it's just the way it is.

If you are never going to break the speed limits then you are wasting your money on a Sport Bike, buy a cruiser. I'm not advocating breaking the law, I'm just telling it like it is.

My theory on speeding is this: On any given 4 hour trip if you were to speed all the time you might have a 40% chance of getting a speeding ticket. If you were to speed 50% of the time, then that gets reduced to 20%. And so on. So I speed (and by that I mean going in excess of 10km over the posted limit) about 10-20% of the time. This reduces my chances of getting a ticket down to between 4 and 8%. I can live with those odds. I budget myself for one ticket per season.

You will be ticketed, it's just a matter of how many tickets you are prepared to take.

Speeding 15-20% of the time means I can still get my adrenaline rush every now and then. The nice thing about a motorcycle is that it can slow down almost as fast as it can speed up. Unlike a car, especially an automatic, a bike doesn't have the momentum of weight or a massive flywheel to keep it going after the throttle is turned off. Combine that with much more pronounced engine braking and you might find you hardly ever needing to use your brakes on the highway. The point is that if you suspect that white sedan coming around the bend, the one that looks suspiciously like a Crown Victoria is a police cruiser, you can slow down to legal limits real fast.

If you pick your spots carefully and assume every car out there is a police cruiser until proven otherwise, you may be ticket free all year. Good luck with that.

Sharply Focused and Dialed Into The Zone

Earlier I had suggested that if you were proficient in video gaming, then you might really enjoy motorcycling. Why? Well when I am gaming, nothing else in my world matters. All my concentration is involved in the game. A bomb might go off in my neighborhood and it wouldn't matter until my game was finished.

I don't multi-task. I do one thing, I give it all my concentration. I do it well and then I move on the next task. If you are a person who is able to focus in on one task, give it all your attention and the expense of everything else in your world, then you will be a skilled biker.

Because when you are on a motorcycle, that's pretty much what you have to do. Concentrate on that one task of controlling that bike and making sure it does what you want it to do. In a car you can daydream, you can be on your phone, some people even text message, you can listen to your stereo, you can talk with your passenger, you can scratch your nether parts.

On a bike, at least on a Sport Bike all or any of those things (if they were possible on a bike) would result in grievous bodily harm.

One reason I love to motorcycle is just the fact that I can and need to block out everything else in my life and concentrate on my bike and the road in front of me. On any task, whether you are bowling or writing a blog or a goaltender on a hockey team, or whatever you are doing, when you are "dialed in" you know you will do a good job, it just goes with the territory.



When I am on my bike, on my favorite highway on a warm sunny day there is no better feeling I have ever felt than to be "sharply focused and dialed into the zone".

It Your Fault!

I don't care what the Police Report says, or who had the right of way, or what the circumstances were. If you fall off your bike, it's your own fault. 99.9% of "accidents" are preventable. As a Rider is up to you to protect yourself against mistakes by other drivers or riders, your life depends upon it. The onus is on you to foresee all the hazards that may approach you and to have a game plan for the unexpected.

Gear

Ok, lets talk helmets. I'm not going to get into the debate over whether or not helmes are mandatory. In all parts of Canada they are. In British Columbia, where I live, you can get away with the skimpiest Beanie type caps.

The helmet you wear will be decided by the type of bike you have. If you ride a cruiser, or even a tourer, you will not have a full face helmet. That's just the way it is. And if you ride a Sport Bike you WILL wear a full face helmet.

Even you wanted to wear a full face and owned a cruiser, you wouldn't, you'd be laughed off the road. It's just a funny part of motorcycling.

It just proves that Sport Bike Riders are way smarter than the Cruiser Dudes. They would love to ride with a Full Face on but know that the unwritten rule says you can't.

Most people would conclude that a rider wears a helmet so that, in the event he is in a crash, his skull will be somewhat protected against severe trauma.

While that may be true it is not the cheif reason why I wear one. I wear it for comfort.

The Full Face helmet I wear isolates my head and most of my senses from the hazards that come with hurtling through the air at high speeds. Those hazards being wind, rain, stones, and most importantly Bugs. Just think about driving your car without a windshield for a moment. Sure, most Cruisers have some form of windsheild, but who wants those, they are an incredible drag on your bikes performance. And they still do not protect you like the Full Face does.

Even in a low speed accident, if you fall on your face, there might be a lot of painful and expensive dental work that needs doing. Your face is fragile, most of us like the way it looks as it is. If you want to keep it that way, the Full Face helmet is the way to go.

If someone would absolutely guarantee by some divene intervention that I would never fall off my bike I would still wear a Full Face helmet for pure comfort of riding.

I can't tell you the amount of times a massive insect has been splatterd on my visor. If that bug had hit my bare skin or worse, my eyes, I would have been in serious pain or distracted enough to fall off my bike.

I also like the Full face cause it makes me anonymous to others on the road, it look evil and badass, and for a Sport Bike Rider, thats important.


The Icon Airframe Seventh Seal Helmet


I have one peice of advice for those purchasing a Full Face helmet. Make sure it fits very snug, almost to the point of being uncomfortable. Don't forget that helmet will need to travel through the air at high speed and the last thing you need is to have it bouncing around. I have the Icon Air Frame Seventh Seal Helmet and I'm really happy with it. But there are lots of good helmets out there, just make sure the fit is excellent.

Ear Protection

When I started riding I didn't wear any ear protection, I wanted the hear "everything". Well, unfortunately, "everything" includes a lot of buffeting wind noise which I rate right up there with a wailing baby, a whining cat and the theft alarm installed in my Mustang as one of the truly annoying sounds in my world. It can be very tiresome and pretty much eliminates what you really want to hear, which is the sound of your motor, the heart of your bike.

So get some earplugs. I've tried many and I've settled on the waxed cotton plugs as the best for me. They form nicely to your ear shape and you can drive them deep in your ear to the point where all harsh noises are silenced. The result is that you're able to hear your engine clearer as in runs up and down the rev range, and really, is there a better sound in the world than that? Because the wax attracts dirt, they can get pretty skanky after a while so you need to change them after every 5 to 10 rides.

Jackets

I made a mistake when I purchased my first jacket. A $400 mistake. Ok, well I still wear it around town but it's no good on the highway. The first jacket I purchased was the matching one for my Helmet, the mostly textile Icon Seventh Seal Arc Jacket.
There is nothing actually wrong with the jacket. It offers great protection and looks badass cool. It just is too loose and baggy for the highway. I bought about a half size too big, thinking I could wear layers of clothing underneath in cooler weather. A great idea in principal.

Remember that air is your enemy. The easier you can slide through that air, the more stable your bike will be. A loose fitting baggy jacket will act like a sail at highway speeds, making you think you are riding into a headwind or crosswind or mixture of both.

Get a tight fitting heavy leather jacket if you intend to ride on the highway! The next jacket I bought (also about $400) was the Joe Rocket Blaster 4.0 Jacket. The difference is like night and day. The JR slides though the air like a hot knife through butter. I felt like I was on a different bike, the ride was so much more stable. The tight fit and heavy leather might not be quite as comfy but you'll appreciate the benefits of a jacket like that as soon as you get up to highway speeds.

Gloves

If you've ever watched motorcycle racing at the highest level, like World Superbikes or MotoGP you will see the best riders in the world fall off their bikes. They know, during the course of their season that they all will fall once, maybe more often and mostly at high speeds. That's why I think motorcycle racers are the bravest people on earth.

The big difference between them and us is that they have learned how to fall, if they haven't they would never have made it to the level they are.

If you watch them fall, you will notice, without exception, that none of them use their hands to break their falls. Quite the contrary, they keep their hands away from contact with any hard object. They know that, without their hands and wrists being in top notch shape, they will not be successful.

On a motorcycle, your hands are used to communicate with your bike, they are your most important body part in riding your machine. They have a big job to do. They control braking, shifting, throttle and most of the steering input. Thats pretty much everything to riding a bike.

When you choose your gloves there is a compromise to be made (unless you have the major bucks to purchase the best gloves out there). You want protection, but you also want dexterity.

The first gloves I purchased were Icon Long Merc gloves. They have a ton of protection and thick leather and I think they look cool. As summer approached I began thinking of maybe a lighter glove.


To be continued....

My Daddy Is a Sniper...What Does Your Daddy Do?

Recently three Navy Seal snipers took out three Somali Pirates thus freeing a kidnapped American Captain of a Merchant Ship.

All the world cheered. And I have to admit I did too. Those damn Pirates got what they deserved.

But I have to wonder, what kind of a person wants to be a Sniper? Obviously it's a position applied for and desired by a select few sharpshooters. It's a position that allows you to be a professional and legal Hitman. To hide in the shadows, the trees, an abandoned building or somewhere in the dark, aim your scope at some unsuspecting skull up to a kilometer away and blow his head off.

What kind of person wants to do this?

No one feels sorry for the the now headless Pirates, they probably got what they deserved. But I'll bet most "targets" are people with no other crime than being on the wrong side of a conflict.

I have to ask: Is there a lower form of humanity than a Sniper? Has anyone done a psychological analysis of these people? Are they actually serial killers that have found a legal outlet? Do they dream of the day when they'll be called on to shatter the brains of another human being?

Captain Richard Phillips actions were probably heroic. The actions of the Snipers served to free him.

But the Snipers themselves? Just plain creepy.

Motorcycle Update

Last week I graduated from Motorcycle School and I've been riding my Yamaha FZ6R for almost two weeks now, having put almost 500 km on the odometer.

The first break in period is 1000km, during which time I should not rev the engine for "prolonged periods" over 5800 RPM. So I've been obeying that and am really impressed with the power available in the lower rev range. Makes me really want to see how it performs in the sweet spot between 9000-11000 rpm.

So I really want to get this break in period over with fast.

Trouble is, the weather is not cooperating fully, cool damp conditions this last weekend.

The thing is, I won't ride unless conditions are right to have fun riding. Being cold is not fun. The only problem I am having with cold is my hands because my Icon Merc Long gloves are not cold weather gloves, they are made for protection, and that's it.

So for instance this morning I cut my ride on Westside Road short because my hands were just too darn cold.

In the 500 km or so I've ridden I can make a few observations.

If you are a control freak (like me) riding a motorcycle is the ultimate gratification.
It's pretty much all about control, the machine wants to be controlled and you get to input your commands every millisecond of your ride. Every movement of your body results in a corresponding action of the bike. It's an incredible power rush. If you don't like being in control then buy a Ford Focus.

I feel safer on my Yamaha then I have ever been in any automobile. This is totally opposite of what I thought I would feel. The reason? Read above. You have so much more control over your bike than you ever would in any car. The bike is infinitely more agile and responsive. Not only that, you have so much more room on the road.

Where a car (cage) is limited to maybe one foot of movement on either side of the lane, the bike has about 4 feet on either side for which to choose your road position.
That's a huge advantage.

Visibility, even with a helmet, is far superior to that of a car, even a convertible.

Now let's talk curves. There are no sideways G forces on a bike that you uncomfortably get in a car. Because you are leaning, any G forces are directed downward or almost totally minimized. The curves are what it's all about, the raison d'etre of any rider. It's a magical feeling you really have to experience to appreciate.

The only issue regarding safety I have is going into a corner "too hot". Until I get more experience I'll need to slow down a bit since I haven't developed the leaning (counter-steering) skills required to really pull off a fast corner. The last thing you want is to corner too wide into oncoming traffic. That would be messy.

So far it's been a total blast being a rider and with warmer weather coming, it'll only get better.

A Good Hygienist Is Hard to Find

Over the years I've been to a lot of dentists, some good some not so good. For the last few years I've been seeing Dr. Darren Berg here in Kelowna.

I like Dr. Berg for a couple of reasons. He's painless and he doesn't chit chat. When I see a professional person, be it a doctor or dentist or lawyer or even a barber all I want to talk about is the business of why I'm there and Berg is pretty much all business (at least with me). I'm truly not interested in discussing any part of my personal life with these people, who are basically strangers.

But the best thing about Dr. Berg is not Dr. Berg, it's his most excellent young hygienist, Britney.

For me the reluctance of seeing a dentist was never about the needle or the drill. It was always those Maidens of Torture, the clumsy hygienist who seemed intent on seeing how much blood could be drawn from your gums.

When I first had Britney work on my teeth I was left confused. I felt nothing uncomfortable and actually asked her if she had used an anesthetic on my gums before she started. Maybe it was new technique.

Well anyway she hadn't, she just knew what she was doing. Amazing. After all these years of torment to actually come across a hygienist who cared enough to be careful where she placed her instruments.

So if anyone out there is looking for a really, really good hygienist, go to Dr. Berg and ask for Britney.

Hey YouTube Posters: Can The Music!

In my quest for the perfect motorcycle I have viewed a LOT of videos. Some from Commercial sites like Motorcycle News but most from amateurs proud of their bikes.

For some reason most of these amateur posters seem to think that the viewers would prefer to hear their usually tasteless and inappropriate music tracks over the sounds of their fantastic bikes.

They might think this is the greatest song in the world, however I bet most of us think it's crap.

If I want to hear music, I'll plug my buds in and turn on my iPod. When I want to view motorcycle videos the only sounds I want to hear are those coming from those exhaust pipes.

Below are two examples of what I'm talking about. In the first clip you can hardly hear the bikes for the crap "music" thats playing.


The second example is perfect. Incredible exhaust music from the Yamaha FJR1300. Well done!

Motorcycle Update

Yamaha FZ-6R and '94 Mustang GT

Since my last post some news.

I have my learners license and I have purchased my bike. But it's not the Triumph. My new bike is a Yamaha FZ-6R, a 600cc 4 cylinder sport bike. It's a somewhat detuned version of the FZ-6. In Europe, the bike is called the XJ-6 Diversion.

More Info Here.

I didn't get the Triumph for a couple of reasons. First the price was about two thousand more than I really wanted to pay. It offers no wind protection without expensive add ons and the salesperson at the dealership wasn't very friendly.

The reviews on the Yamaha have been good, everything about it seems to suit what I was looking for. And the people at Kelowna Yamaha, including my salesman, Bob Purdy, were a nice bunch.

The extra 30 or so horsepower the Triumph has over the Yamaha is probably something I would never use. The Triumph is for sure a more capable performer but not so much so that a novice would notice. It's not about speed anyway, this is all about learning a new skill.

My new Yamaha is capable of 225 kph and 0-100km in 3.5 seconds, pretty fast enough. And even more importantly, it is comfortable. At least on the showroom floor it was.

And the black and yellow colours just happen to match those of my '94 Mustang GT almost perfectly.



I can't ride it. Not until I acquire my second level which I won't get until the end of March. That sucks but it's still February and probably too cold to enjoy it anyway.

Still the main hurdle, that of deciding on the bike and forking over the hard earned cash. is completed.

I still have to get a helmet, gloves, boots and a protective riding jacket.

I'll keep ya posted.

I've Decided On My Bike

Last fall I decided I wanted to learn to ride a motorcycle and to purchase same sometime in the spring of 2009.

There are steps to such an endeavor such as :

1) Acquiring a learners license (written test).
2) Taking lessons. Cost $700 approx. with Kelowna District Safety Council classes.
3) Taking and passing the final license test.
4) Deciding which Motorcycle to buy.
5) Purchasing the motorcycle.

Well, so far I have done only step 4.

After scouring the Internet for weeks and actually visiting some dealers last fall, the bike I want is the Triumph Street Triple.

I looked at Cruisers to Scooters. My price ceiling is $10,000. I wanted as much bike for my buck as possible. I would rather grow into a bike than grow out of one.

I have no doubt that the Triumph fits that bill to a tee. Less than 400 lbs and having 106 HP (more than 6 of the cars I have owned) ensures a lofty learning curve and hopefully years of biking pleasure.

My goal: To own and ride that bike on or before May 1st. I'll let ya know.

Retire # 10?

Artwork by Ken Henderson


A few weeks ago the Vancouver Canucks retired the sweater number of Trevor Linden, that being # 16.

Now I've never been as HUGE a fan of Linden as most Vancouver Canucks fans. He was a good but not great player. His real claim to fame was the attachment he fostered with the Vancouver and British Columbia community and the fact that he played a lot of games for the Canucks over the 15 1/2 years he was with the team.

I'm not here to argue whether or not Linden's sweater deserved to be retired. But the reason's should be clear. This honour was for his service to the community and not for his on ice performance.

Linden's numbers are really not that impressive. His highest goal total never exceeded 33. His highest point total was 80. Hardly Hall of Fame figures. I've always thought Linden was an underachiever.

He had size, was a very good skater and possessed a pretty good shot. He was on the number 1 line and pretty much on all the Power Plays, at least he was in his prime years throughout the early '90's.

Linden should have been a consistent 40 goal scorer, especially during the goal happy era in which he played.

Makes you wonder if he truly deserves the acclamation he has received over the years.

For my part, I don't care what the players do off the ice. I don't care if they are lying, cheating drunks. I don't care if they are the reincarnation of Mother Theresa.

For me, the only thing that matters is their performance on the ice and their contribution to their teams' success.

With that in mind I will say that Pavel Bure was without a doubt, unquestionably the greatest player ever to play for the Canucks and one of the best players ever in the history of the NHL.

His talent was phenomenal. And his numbers prove these statements. 437 Goals in only 702 NHL games! That's .62 goals per game. Compare that to Linden's paltry .27 goals per game.

And let's not forget that Pavel did not have a LaFontaine or a Brian Trottier or Adam Oates feeding him sweet passes all game long. No way. Bure had to make due with the likes of Clif Ronning, Linden and a host of substitutes, none of which deserved to be called a first line centre. That's an important point.

I've been watching hockey pretty regularly since 1969. As a kid I saw Bobby Orr and Phil Esposito, I saw Bobby Hull, Guy Lafleur, Mike Bossy, Gretzky and Lemieux.

With the possible exception of Lemieux, Bure was the most exciting, entertaining and heart stopping player I have ever seen.

He had incredible speed and was able to handle the puck at that top speed. His shot was among the best in the league.

But the one thing that set Bure apart was an insatiable desire to score goals. Something that Trevor Linden never had. Every time Bure scored, it was as if he had won the lottery. He had a need to score like no other player and played as if he felt he HAD to score on every shift.

Granted Pavel's career with the Canucks was short. He played only 427 games for the Canucks, scoring 254 times while collecting 478 points. I was lucky enough to see him in his prime and those back to back 60 goal seasons from 1992 to 1994 will probably never again be duplicated anytime soon by anyone. And surely never again by a Canuck.

Sadly, as did happen with Bobby Orr, injuries forced him to prematurely end his career at the end of the 2003 season at the age of 32. The guy is still in his 30's! It's quite possible a healthy Bure could have scored close to 1000 goals in an injury free career.

No, he did not ingratiate himself into the local community. But remember that Pavel was born and raised in Communist Russia. The cultural differences must have been immense. There is a big difference in a kid coming to the Canucks from Moscow and another from Medicine Hat.

Yes Bure left on not so good terms. He asked to be traded, which was his right. Why he felt he needed to be traded is between himself and the team. It doesn't take away from what he did on the ice.

He's been accused of being selfish. Well maybe he was, depends on how you define that term. Bure knew what his role was, that of scoring goals. Perhaps if Trevor Linden would have been a bit more selfish his stats would have been that much more impressive.

One thing is for sure. Neither the sweaters of Stan Smyl nor Trevor Linden will ever see the inside of the Hockey Hall of Fame while Pavel Bure's is sure to.

Pavel Bure was the greatest Canuck ever. There is no question about it. He was our first Superstar.

As long as I live I will remember the excitement and the hope he gave to every Canuck fan after years of misery.

I don't expect to see his sweater retired but I make the case that it should be.

Keith Endorses Obama!!!

Well, duh...

In theory this should be the most one sided presidential election in recent history.

But then again never underestimate the stupidity of the American Voting Public. After all, they did return George W. for a second term, well they did, sorta.

Obama is brilliant and articulate, someone the world can look up to, instead of laugh at.

I honestly can't see anyone voting against him except the Reactionary Rich, the Trailer Park (white) Trash, the Die Hard Racists and the Die Hard Republicans (is there a difference?) that absolutely refuse to vote for a Democrat even knowing he is the better man.

If McCain hadn't booked into the Hanoi Hilton, he'd be as lost in obscurity as I am. He's a doddering old man posing as a "rebel", it's the only gimmick he has.

The other gimmick hasn't really worked out so well. The novelty of Sarah Palin has worn very thin very fast and her 15 minutes are almost up.

She is a fool and McCain is a fool for choosing her. What the hell was he thinking?

I can't help thinking that McCain is the sacrificial lamb the Republicans are offering up, knowing they were going to get soundly thrashed regardless of who ran.

Surely to God they have better people available than McCain?

If not, God (they love God) help them.

Lyrics to Hand Of The Almighty! (God Will Fuck You Up) by John R. Butler:



VERSE 1
Oh, sinner, do not stray
From the straight and narrow way
For the Lord is surely watching what you do
If you approach the Devil's den
Turn 'round don't enter in
Lest the hand of the almighty fall on you.

CHORUS:
He'll fuck you up (he'll fuck you up)
Yes, God will fuck you up
If you dare to disobey his stern command.
He'll fuck you up (he'll fuck you up)
Don't you know he'll fuck you up
So you better do some prayin' while you can.

VERSE 2
Long ago a man named Lot
Had a wife he thought was hot
But she could not stop her black and sinful ways.
You know it was her own damn fault
When God turned that bitch to salt.
That's the way he used to work back in those days:


CHORUS:
He fucked 'em up (he fucked 'em up)
He really fucked 'em up
When the people went and turned their backs on him
He can fuck you up (he'll fuck you up)
No shit he'll fuck you up
Just like he fucked the people up back then.

VERSE 3
I used to have a friend named Ray
Who walked that evil way
He cursed and drank and broke his neighbor's fence
You know Ray was full aware
That some sheep were over there
And he knew them in the Biblical sense.

CHORUS:
God fucked him up (he fucked him up)
He went and fucked Ray up
Went and paid him back for all his wicked sins.
He fucked him up (he fucked him up)
Fucked that boy completely up
Now he's married to a Presbyterian.

Ramblings

I've been way too lazy to post anything lately but a few things have come up which I have to speak out on.

It's been recently revealed that the latest "foot" to have been found is a hoax. So now we just have the very normal situation of 5 random REAL feet having been found.

A sixth severed foot was found along the British Columbia coast this week, the sixth within the last year. Very strange. Even stranger was the police position that "It is a little mysterious, but we don't know if it is linked to others."

Don't know if its linked to the others???? Huh? In a television interview one cop suggested it still might be a coincidence.

Are you kidding me? I know the police have to keep an open mind but a trillion to one coincidence, I don't think so. Give me a freakin' break.

The U.S. Justice system never ceases to boggle my mind.

The dog fighting "referee" in the Michael Vick case was sentenced to a total of 14 years in prison. Six and half years for orchestrating the dog fight and seven years for trafficking in marijuana.

Six years?? In Spain Bull Fighting is the national sport, in Canada we allow thousands of seal pups to be bashed over the head till they die. We kill millions of cattle and chickens each year.

In Canada, trafficking in Pot won't even get you ANY jail time.

Yes the dog fighting is distasteful and should be illegal and punished. But six years? We have violent thugs and chronic thieves who barely get a few months in prison yet this moron gets 6 years? They are freaking crazy down there.

Lastly. There are a group of people I call the Wii people and no, they aren't those hooked on that Nintendo game.

It stands for Well Intentioned Idiots. Last Sunday in Vancouver a protest against the automobile was held where a portion of Commercial Drive was closed to motorized traffic. A Wii representative was on camera imploring us all to forsake our cars and stop building more roads, and he was really sincere about it all, really well intentioned. Too bad he is an Idiot.

The public will NEVER, NEVER give up their vehicles.

On that same day in Kelowna, where I live, I attended the Annual Boyd Automotive Fathers Day Show 'N Shine. That event featured the downtown streets filled with hundreds of automobiles and the thousands of us who were there to admire them. It was an Auto Love-In.

People love cars and they always will. For most of us being in our vehicles is where we can experience our music the way we like it and enjoy the most comfortable seat we own. It's a place where we are in total control, where we can say what we want (often to ourselves) or even yell and scream if we want to. Its the last domain of the independent individual.

Regardless of what the traffic is like or what the price of gas, our vehicles represent and place that we can call our own.

The Wii gang would be better off protesting against what goes in to the fuel tank and what comes out the exhaust pipe, not with the Automobile itself. There will always be cars, they may be electric cars or hydrogen fuel cell or solar or whatever, but there will always be cars.

And so I say: Build MORE ROADS.

There Are Benefits To High Gas Prices

A few weeks ago, during a one week Mid May vacation my wife and I took a trip via my Mustang GT Convertible to one of our favorite destinations, Nelson, B.C.

She likes Nelson for the shopping and the lovely ambiance this town has. I like going simply because I love the beautiful drive there. It's about a 200 mile one way trip through some of the most beautiful and serene selection of mountain highways, probably in the world.

Planning a topless trip at that time of year can be dicey, weather wise. And this spring has been and continues to be unseasonably cool and wet.

But we got lucky. We left on a beautiful sunny Sunday Morning and returned on an equally nice Tuesday afternoon. Monday was rainy and cool in Nelson.

It was a perfect drive. And what really enhanced the perfection was the fact that there was no traffic whatsoever. For pretty much the whole trip we had the highway to ourselves. Minutes would go by, sometimes up to 10 minutes without seeing another car or truck in either direction.

Has the price of gasoline scared travellers off the road or was it just an oddity that we had no company on these roads?

If it was the price of gas I say, keep it high. My Mustang, though not what you would say is a gas guzzler is not a thrifty car. In the old scale of measure I get about 25 miles per Imperial Gallon. Not great but there are vehicles that get a lot worse that aren't near as much fun.

A trip like we had was priceless and well worth whatever the price of gasoline might be.

I guess the main reason that I don't care about gas prices is the fact that I drive pretty much for pleasure only. My drive to work is short and uses maybe 2 or 3 liters a day, if that.

I can choose how much I pay for gas in a given week or month. It all depends on how much pleasure I want. And what is the price for pleasure?

Some people think nothing of dropping $50-$100 for a dinner at a nice restaurant (the thought of which abhors me as a colossal waste of money). Others might spend up to $100 of more for a day of skiing. A case of beer costs how much...I don't really know.

But I liken these expenses to what I pay for a tank of gas. A four hour road trip that cost me $35 last year now costs me $50. So what? I'm not going to gripe over $15 when I consider the fun I got out of driving my 'Stang with the top down and the smells and sounds of the forests in my senses.

I don't care how expensive gasoline gets. The more expensive, the more road that belongs to me. I say bring it on. Raise the price.

I had to smile in bemusement at the story on TV last night. This fellow was trying to sell his Jeep CJ because it just drank too much gas (of course it did, its a piece of crap ancient technology relic that should have been retired years ago, but whatever, he loved it anyway).

He was selling it because he recently bought a new fuel efficient vehicle that will save him lots of money on fuel.

The brand of his new vehicle wasn't mentioned but lets say its a Honda Civic which gets 40 miles per gallon. Lets also say that it costs him $20,000. Let's say he gets $10,000 for his Jeep (if he's lucky).

You can buy an awful lot of gas for $10,000.

I think I'll keep my Mustang for a good long while. It's all paid for and there aren't many fuel efficient cars that can come close to its Fun Factor.

Nonis Dismissal Is Well Deserved

Dave Nonis



Last night the news came down that the Canucks' General Manager, Dave Nonis had been fired. I have always liked Nonis, he seems like a straight up guy trying to do the best he could.

I think the job was too much for him. Late in the season when it was obvious the Canucks needed an infusion of talent before the trading deadline, he chocked.

The only trade made was the mean nothing trade of Matt Cooke for Matt Pettinger.

Just before the trade deadline, Nonis was interviewed on the CBC's After Hours Show. He was asked about the possibility of trades and the same old story was retold:

We will not give up our good young talent for a short term fix. We will not sacrifice our future.

Unfortunately Canucks fans have been hearing this for the last 38 years. I wonder what future these GMs are referring to?

If your always living for the future then you aren't living for the NOW. And the future never seems to come.

Its a lame excuse GMs' make when they haven't got the guts to pull off a big trade. In the end thats what Nonis lacked, GUTS.

If he had a pair he would have given up Bourdon, Edler, Bieska or Raymond or whoever else it took to grab a Brad Richards or a Peter Forsberg or whoever and make a serious run at the Stanley Cup. But he chickened out and it cost him his job.

In this day and age of free agency a GM can rebuild his team in a year or two from scratch. Hanging on to young players is not as critical as it used to be. You have to give something up to get something back.

Canuck fans are fed up with hearing about the future. Lets get a GM that can live in the NOW and get us a cup contender. I'm not interested in potential or how great the team will be in a few years. We've all heard that song and dance for too long.

Nonis, I hope you've learned your lesson. You'll be back in action somewhere soon. Get that "F" word out of your mind and live in the present.

Elliot Spitzer, Women and Cars

Porsche 911











Ashley Alexandra Dupre




Elliot Spitzer











As usual, when it comes to sex, Americans go off the deep end.

As we all know, New York Governor Eliot Spitzer felt he had to resign as a result of the fallout resulting from his dealing with a "call girl".

I'm really at a loss to figure out what all the fuss is about.

It seems to me that there are a few things about this that the public is upset about.

1) A married man obtaining sex outside his marriage. Well that's not unusual. Most of the Politicians in both the U.S. and Canada would have to resign if that was the problem.

2) A married (or any man) seeking his pleasure from a Prostitute. Most women can't understand this. Even though it's been going on for thousands of years. Mr. Spitzer is a relatively good looking, relatively wealthy and relatively powerful man. He doesn't need a Prostitute, he could no doubt have any young (or old) intern or secretary or pretty much any number of women he wanted at no charge.

He didn't need a Prostitute, he wanted one. He wanted one because of the "no strings attached", no "Fatal Attraction", no "you said you were going to call" whining, no "when are you going to leave your wife" baggage that having a real affair entails.

Why he wanted sex outside his marriage is his business, it's between him and his wife and no one else.

3) The fact that Spitzer engaged in an illegal act, that is soliciting the services of a Prostitute is probably the crux of the issue. The majority of the public in North America, from any polls I have seen, think that Prostitution should be legalised and licensed. Still he is the Governor and should uphold the laws. I won't even get into the hypocrisy and irony of this same Governor that initiated a crackdown (no pun intended) on the very practise he was caught engaging in.

4) $5000/hour! Wow, that's the aspect of this case that really intrigues me. And I think that's what has stirred the public so much.

There is a genuine hierarchy when it comes to Prostitutes. "Call Girls" rank at the top of the heap, generally recognised as being very professional, very good looking, very discreet and with a wide knowledge of most or all of men's "needs". They make the big bucks and I've wondered sometimes how much the top whore makes. Like in sports they always claim this or that player is now the top ranking money maker.

I wonder if there are some of these girls that make in excess of 10,000 per hour. Genuine Superstar Hookers.

My question is, what exactly do you get for $5000? I mean that you can't get for $500?


I think it's like cars. Both a Honda Civic and a Porsche 911 will get you from point "A" to Point "B". One cost $20,000, the other costs $120,000. I've never had a $5000 Call Girl and I've never driven a Porsche Carrera. One I'm not allowed to do one and the other I can't afford to do. But how much would I pay for a one hour ride in a Porsche?

Elliot Spitzer has a lot more money that I do. $5000 for him would likely translate into $500 for me.

Would I pay $500 for an hour in a Porsche? Yes I would. Why? Because I want to find out what all the fuss is about. I want to know why a great many people shell out over $100,000 to purchase this automobile. When they can get to Point "B" just as easily and as quickly (obeying the laws) in a Honda Civic.

And maybe if I had a ride in a 911 I would come back a month later and hand over another $500 for another hour ride. Maybe it's just that good.

Maybe Ashley Alexandra Dupre was worth $5000/hour. Who can say? It's up to an individuals taste. Maybe a non-car guy would get in the Porsche and say "what's the big deal"? Obviously Ashley had or did something that was right up Spitzers sweet zone.

There is a woman and a car for everyone. Some are fast and furious, some are reliable and dull, some are hard to maintain but the rewards are worth it. Some are old but loved. Some are young and driven hard. Some are abused, some are babied. Different colours from different areas of the world. Some with pedigrees, others commonplace.

Some will break you, or kill you.

Men fall in love with them or grow to hate them. They'll all do one thing. Get you from Point "A" to Point "B". But often it's not getting there that matters, it's the trip itself.

As far as I am concerned when it comes to Elliot Spitzer: It's his money, it's his dick and it's his marriage. Let the guy resign but don't condemn him for doing what thousands of men, some very powerful men, have done for centuries.

Can I Have My Rash Back?

About 6 years ago, for no apparent reason that I can think of, I developed a rash on my lower right leg. Just above the ankle and extending along the side and front shin area for about 6 inches upward toward the knee.

It developed overnight and was with me for about 18 months, off and on. It went as quickly as it came and has never returned.

I miss it. This rash had one overwhelming quality, it was itchy as hell. It was never sore, just unsightly and itchy.

And scratching it was the absolute best feeling on earth. I'm not sure what kind of hormones or dopamine or seratonins or other feel good agents were released into my bloodstream when this rash was scratched but it must have bin akin to a junkie filling his veins with heroin. It felt that good.

The only reason I would ever stop scratching was because blood was starting to surface, then I knew I had to stop until the area healed and I could scratch some more. I had to develop new ways of scratching to prevent the blood, like scratching backwards so the dull end of my nails pestered the surface of my skin.

I would let the urge to scratch build up as long as possible. Then I knew that when I finally did scratch, it would be like a trip to heaven. God did it feel good!

I think of that rash now and then and feel blessed that it visited me for that short time. That kind of euphoria is rare these days. I wish it would return but I have no idea how to acquire it again.

Whatever it is that provides that intensely enjoyable feeling needs to be manufactured and marketed. It's in the body anyway, it must be natural, it must be good.