By Paul Berglund
It was an Aprilia 750 Shiver that ignited my love for V twins. I had ridden cruisers with V twins in them but I wanted a bike that did more than sound nice. The Shiver was brand new when we reviewed it for MMM. I wanted one vert much, but I didn’t have new bike money at the time. I looked around at comparable used bikes and found an odd looking Orange bike called a KTM 950 Supermoto. I bought it and we were in love. Then I found off road riding and I thought I would buy an Adventure bike that combined V twin power with a dual sport bike. I would have every thing I wanted in one package. One bike to rule them all! Sadly, there was one thing I was missing, skill.
By Paul Berglund
Back when I was a child a magical thing happened. My father, who was not a caring man and very stingy with a dollar, bought me a mini bike. To this day I don’t know why he did that. I do remember standing in the show room with several Rupp mini bikes on display. The top of the line model was the Black Widow. It had a head light and was street legal. I was years away from caring about what was or wasn’t legal, and the model that was in my fathers price range was a blue Rupp Hustler. That’s the one I went home with. I even had a matching metal flake blue open face helmet to go along with it.
When I was young enough to still have a little of that “magic and rubber” thing going for me, motorcycling was just about to hit its first economic snag (at least in my lifetime) in the early 1970’s. As a Texas friend once told me, “Back then the moon wasn’t born yet and the sun was a little tiny thing barely putting out enough light to read by on a summer afternoon.” When I used this picture as my Facebook Profile Picture, I got more than a few inquiries asking “when, what, where, and how?”
Who among us hasn’t been on a ride and determined they are wearing the wrong stuff? My riding closet hosts both a one-piece Aerostich Roadcrafter suit as well as a leather jacket and Aerostich Darien pants combo. Though I am free to choose either gear for every ride I take, inevitably there are days when I wish I had taken the other option. Clearly, there are pros and cons to each type.
One piece or two, if it’s isn’t comfortable and offering free range of movement, it’s either the wrong size or wrong cut. With the high cost of quality riding gear, I’m betting I’m not the only one who cued up the P90x workout series to help ensure my waist still fits comfortably inside my riding pants – whereas I have room to grow in my one-piece with built in waist adjustments. Is that advantage one?
Getting older isn’t much fun. In fact sometimes it just sucks. I woke up one Friday morning this past February experiencing enough pain in my arms to make it almost impossible to move them. The night before I had played boot hockey without incident. I always wake up with some aches and pains but I had not been in pain like this before.
“It is known that there are an infinite number of worlds, simply because there is an infinite amount of space for them to be in. However, not every one of them is inhabited. Therefore, there must be a finite number of inhabited worlds. Any finite number divided by infinity is as near to nothing as makes no odds, so the average population of all the planets in the Universe can be said to be zero. From this it follows that the population of the whole Universe is also zero, and that any people you may meet from time to time are merely the products of a deranged imagination.” Douglas Adams – The Restaurant at the End of the Universe.
By Victor Wanchena
Motorcycle travel documentaries can be hit or miss. Some are a fascinating window into someone else’s adventure while others are just boring video clips from someone else’s vacation. This month’s movie review is definitely a window into a big adventure. Motonomad is the work Adam Riemann, best known for his work as an Australian moto-journalist, and chronicles a daring dual sport ride into the war torn Mid-East.