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Bikernet Road Stories: HOUSE, GIRL, AND THE HIGHWAY


Note: I wrote this piece a long time ago. It was never submitted for publication because I figured that, in the light of such unorthodox outrageousness, this story would be rejected. But I think its time has come. The images were shot with film, which most of mine was ruined in a flood. These few were salvaged from that disaster and I apologize for them.

We were young, dumb, and full of cum back then…

The straightest line from New Hampshire to South Dakota takes one into Canada, through Montreal, over the Great Lakes, then into Michigan. From there it would be a straight shot to South Dakota. Although Sturgis was still a month off, I’d decided to arrive early then settle into the nearby town of Rapid and work on my writing for a while. When the rally began I’d move to Sturgis, fill my pockets with vendor-work money, then decide from there. A simple plan really.

Although she ran fine, Betsy’s second engine had run into high mileage and was now drinking a quart of oil every 200 miles. I’d address that issue when opportunity arose. Meantime I’d pack extra oil. But the day was good and the ride fine as the road returned my mind to only thoughts of the present. Behind lay no house, no job, and no bills, while ahead was only the next destination.

Traveling slowly, I’d stick mostly to back roads. At night I’d make camp upon the land, or in truck stops where showers, televisions, and laundry machines are abundant. As usual, time was of little concern and the 1,800 mile trip would take no less that a week and a half. For I did not travel to make time, but rather to have a good time.

The lush north/eastern countryside turned to wide open prairie as the South Dakota state line came and went. By morning I’d arrived in Rapid City with plenty of time to seek accommodations. To the small city of Rapid I had history and the search for adequate land upon which to live led me to a familiar pine forest. The tiny and forgotten road offered broken pavement as I soon passed the long driveway of one large house set into the distant trees. I knew from other visits that this beautiful area had once been occupied by the rich who built their estates amid this private landscape. But the surrounding territory had now been reduced to only a gaping hole as the nearby cement plant expanded its strip mine operation. When that land was exhausted they’d bought, bulldozed, and reduced these fine homes to more holes in the ground until, finally, only this last house remained.

I decided to check it out. If anyone was home I’d claim to be lost. But the people were gone. I gazed at the big house. It was a single-story with separate guest house, brick-barbecue, and private tennis courts. All in perfect condition. The driveway curled around back to disappear between the house and a tall row of pine trees that surrounded and concealed this property entirely. Very private. The doors were unlocked so I went inside. Deserted. House beautifully intact, but empty. All that remained was one nightstand and two wooden caskets. Yeah. One was a homemade mock-up filled with Halloween decorations and the other, although authentic, was cheep and had obviously been purchased as a second Halloween prop. Guessing rightly that the house had been slated for destruction and probably meant little to anyone anymore, I moved in. 

 

Pushing the authentic casket into a corner by two windows, I removed the lid then set it upside down to serve as a cot for my bedding. Next I brought the nightstand to bedside. I was happy with the new place.

Rapid City offers a huge YMCA and the following day I acquired membership. This brought access to showers, weights, TV room, pool, and even a hot tub. As with many times before, I settled into this new environment. The writing work began. By morning I’d pull the nightstand to face the bed and place my laptop there. Having parked my motorcycle under the veranda outside my window, I’d pull the line that connected to its battery through the bedroom window and plug its other end into my lap top. Next I’d sit on the bed, back against the wall, drink coffee from a thermos, and work. Some days I’d write at a coffee shop in town. After work the Y would provide hot water and exercise. By afternoon I’d simply hang out to meet folks; as had been my way in so many towns over the years. Some of these new friends rode motorcycles, others didn’t. Rapid is near an Indian Reservation and I made friends among the Sioux as well. By invitation I began to take part in the sweat lodges ceremonies every week. An experience one never forgets.

  

The money in my pocket slowly disappeared as the words on my computer screen multiplied. One morning, a survey of my funds revealed just $17. It was time to do something. After dusting off the window washing equipment carried aboard my bike, I set out to beat the streets. I soon landed a huge car lot lobby and, by day’s end, had earned $103. Two more days work insured enough funds to last and I settled back into the computer to await the Sturgis rally.
 

It was five days before Sturgis officially began when I settled into nearby free camping in the Black Hills National Forest. My camp lay only six miles from Main Street Sturgis. Once the rally’d gotten underway I took a job as wrench for a mobile mechanic at a pay scale of $22.50 an hour, but by midweek was offered work mounting tires at the Dunlop tent. The pay there was substantially higher so I took the offer. On the final day of this employment I mounted the finest of our used, take-off, tires to my own bike and also installed a good used set of brake pads.

By week’s end my wallet held almost two grand. I was rich. I returned to the house in Rapid. 

 

Three days passed before I met a local nurse. We took a walk that afternoon then ran into each other again the following day. It was early evening of our second encounter when she asked for a ride. I threw the excess camping gear into her old van, offered my back seat, and off we went. Melanie had lived all her life here, loved the Black Hills, and would never leave. For her, all the world was this place. She pointed the way and I drove. The sun had just set as the little highway led away from city lights and into the deep forest. From the back seat she told stories of local history as I listened.

 

Eventually I pulled to a turnout and killed the motor. Before long we were making out like high school sweethearts. As the heat escalated more privacy seemed desirable so I pointed to a dirt road that led into the trees. “Oh no,” she said, “You ain’t gettin’ nothing tonight!” But it seemed her mind lacked the power to override libido and before I knew it we were naked and going at it on the tarp I’d laid beside the bike…in plain view of the highway! Fortunately traffic was light. Still, the cars did come. From our left the motorcycle blocked most of the action. But the right offered no cover and, since I’d parked on a slight curve, those cars illuminated us like a free show in the headlights. There was no way to hide so I only buried my face for those moments and prayed it wasn’t a cop.

So began the romance. 

Melanie took care of her 80-year old mother and therefore rendezvous at her place were no good. She began coming to my house and before long we’d implemented a routine. Melanie added a single mattress to her van’s otherwise empty interior. In the evenings she’d back into the hidden driveway behind my house, which left her rear doors to face toward the entrance of my bedroom. There, just inside the rear van doors that remained open to fresh air, we would talk, play, and eventually sleep. At the morning alarm clock’s early warning, I’d climb outta the van and into my own bed while Melanie shuffled off to work. At around 9:00 I’d get up, start the day, then do it all over again that night.

The summer days passed.

I began returning home to find parts of my house missing. The garage doors, the water heater, electric rang, etc. People were stripping the place. And why not? It was slated for destruction anyway.

 

Melanie had a four-day weekend ahead and, longing for a break from the routine, I invited her for a short jaunt into the Black Hills. She readily accepted. Off we roared into the twisty roads, the FL loaded for bear and Melanie planted firmly on the back seat. I drove, she navigated. These hills were Melanie’s life and she knew every town, lake, canyon and forgotten back road. Though I’d spent plenty of time in this area over the years, Melanie took us to places I’d not known existed. We traveled slowly, talked to many, and sometimes ate in fine restaurants. We made camp beside creeks, spent one night in an abandoned campground, and stayed at secluded spots deeper into the woods. Not once did we pay for lodging. Sometimes I slid us unnoticed into the shower stalls of fully functional campgrounds. There were deer, wild turkey, buffalo, and others. The days were magic and the nights unforgettable. At the end of four days time we were back in Rapid.

Again time passed.

The cell phone rang. It was an old friend. Derek is an entrepreneur who, having built other successful businesses in past, now buys and sells Harley parts. Derek had endured an extremely nasty divorce recently and the battle had left him pretty beat up. He wanted me to visit. It seemed important.

 

“I’d love to Derek but you live in Lyons Kansas. Maybe some day when…”

“How’s your bike running?” he interrupted.

“Using lots of oil.”

“Need a top end? I’ve got a wall full of brand new cylinders, pistons, and rings to fit that thing. Even got a set of heads. You can have anything you need free of charge. You can wrench in the shop, use the tools, and stay at the house. What do you say?”

“Ah…take about a week to get there. Gonna be around?”

“See you then,” and he hung up.

Two days later I left the Black Hills. As the plains opened ahead I thought back over recent events. It had been one of the best rallies yet. For a moment I let imagination wonder to what lay ahead. But the day was good and the ride fine as the road soon returned my mind to only thoughts of the present.

 
 
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Dirty Bird Concepts’ Custom Sprint Scout

The rebirth of the Indian Scout and introduction of the Scout Sixty delivered a fresh breed of powerful middleweight cruisers to the industry. And Kuryakyn’s new Sprint collection designed by John Shope of Dirty Bird Concepts takes the aggressively styled platform to a whole ’nother level. 
 
Kuryakyn incorporated the entire Sprint collection, the first to debut under its Signature Series, on an in-house build project that turned an otherwise stock Scout into a pure speed-inspired custom. The “Sprint Scout” debuted in Sturgis, demonstrating the full collection’s ability to cohesively transform the Scout’s appearance.
 
To start the complete overhaul, Kuryakyn designers stripped the Sprint Scout down to its frame. The rear fender was chopped and sculpted for a racier look that feeds off the tight lines created by the bolt-on Sprint Front Fender, Café Fairing, and Chin Spoiler. Factory belt and countershaft sprocket covers were cut and modified for a rugged semi-exposed appearance. Satin black Kuryakyn Heavy Industry footpegs and mirror, along with a custom engraved derby cover, powder coated factory covers, dirt track-style bars and wrapped head pipes with Crusher Maverick Slip-Ons all contributed to the Sprint Scout’s aggressively styled demeanor. Kuryakyn also incorporated a few prototype parts for the Scout that will soon be in production and available in early 2017.
 
The Sprint Front Fender, Chin Spoiler and Café Fairing all come fully prepped and ready to paint to fit any custom color scheme, making it easy to match the deep gloss black base applied to the tank and reshaped rear fender. Kuryakyn-red pinstriping and graphics laid down over the black base enhance the smooth-flowing lines and scalloped contours.
Mustang Seats delivered on a one-off handcrafted seat based on an existing pan for the Scout, with custom stitch pattern, color and raised back profile drawn up by Kuryakyn designers. Progressive Suspension also stepped up in support of the project with their high-performance 970 Series Piggyback Reservoir Shocks, and Performance Machine helped finish off the Sprint Scout’s ground-pounding stance with a set of their striking contrast cut Formula wheels. 
 
Kuryakyn, Shope and the Sprint Scout took the Black Hills by storm during the Sturgis Rally. Appearances on the Sturgis Buffalo Chip’s Wolfman Jack stage, the annual Legends Ride in Deadwood, and a series of meet-and-greets at Indian Motorcycle Sturgis and Kuryakyn’s rally headquarters at Black Hills H-D all led to a hugely successful introduction of the Kuryakyn Signature Series and Sprint collection.
 
“John is truly a builder who thrives off his ability to think outside the box,” said Kuryakyn President Holger Mohr. “He displays a very hands-on, creative approach when it comes to designing trendsetting new products that push industry progression, and he’s been heavily invested in this partnership in terms of both time and energy. We were thrilled to have him alongside us representing Kuryakyn and the Sprint Scout in Sturgis.”
 
The Sprint collection by John Shope is the first release in the Kuryakyn Signature Series, which showcases skillfully crafted designs from the world’s top custom bike builders. All products will be produced exclusively by Kuryakyn and available through its worldwide dealer and distributor network.
 
“I wanted to partner with Kuryakyn because of their ability to go from design to finished product quickly, efficiently and with top-notch quality,” said Shope. “I design a part, hand it off to them and can move on to my next big project knowing they’re going to deliver fast. I thought the Scout deserved a look that represents an aggressive race style, and this build and collection fits the image I had in mind.” 
 
“Stay tuned for a lot more to come from the Kuryakyn Signature Series,” says Mohr. “The Sprint line is only the beginning.”
 
Get a closer look at the Sprint Scout and Sprint Signature Series by John Shope at these remaining stops on the 2016 Kuryakyn rally circuit:
Sept. 15 – 18: Delmarva Bike Week in Salisbury, Md. 
Sept. 21 – 24: Bikes Blues & BBQ in Fayetteville, Ark. 
Oct. 13 – 16: Biketoberfest in Daytona Beach, Fla. 
Oct. 19 – 23: Thunder Beach Autumn Rally in Panama City, Fla. 
 
 

 
For more information on the Kuryakyn Sprint Signature Series, visit www.kuryakyn.com/c/Shope-Signature-Series.
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Bikernet TIME-SENSITIVE Special Report: Lane Splitting – California Assembly Bill 51

 
California Assembly Bill 51 would re-affirm the California Highway Patrol’s authority to issue lane-splitting guidelines for the state’s roadways. This important legislation is now scheduled for a hearing on June 14, 2016, in the Senate Transportation and Housing Committee.

The American Motorcyclist Association supports this legislation and encourages you to contact your state senator now and urge them to vote for AB 51. Fill out the form at the bottom of this page and click the red “Submit” button.

Background: Lane splitting, also called lane filtering, is the practice of riding a motorcycle or scooter between lanes of stopped or slowly moving traffic. The fuel-saving and congestion-easing practice has been accepted in California for decades but does not have the power of law to protect it.

In 2013, a complaint to the California Office of Administrative Law from a single individual forced the California Highway Patrol and other state government agencies to remove educational information from their websites that was intended to help motorcyclists understand and safely practice lane splitting on state roads and highways.

The CHP posted these guidelines with the intention of helping motorcyclists and other drivers understand clearly identified safe practices and to discourage unsafe lane splitting. The guidelines represent common sense traffic safety tips and were simply intended to raise public awareness.

Given the widespread popularity and general acceptance of lane splitting in California, the AMA believes this legislation will effectively formalize the practice. Riders, and the motoring public alike, benefit from lane splitting, which was documented by a University of California-Berkeley study released in 2015.

The AMA welcomes the opportunity for state agencies like the California Highway Patrol and the Office of Traffic Safety to educate and inform all road users about the benefits of lane splitting. With the passage of AB 51, this will be possible.

To contact your legislator, fill out the form at the bottom of this page [at this link] and click the red “Submit” button.

The complete AMA lane splitting position statement is available here.

The deleted CHP guidelines can still be downloaded and reviewed here.

The AMA is calling on all California riders to support this bill by entering your information in the fields below and clicking on the red “Submit” button.

Thousands of riders like you join the AMA to unite for a common goal – to protect our freedom to ride. As an AMA member, you will stand with hundreds of thousands of advocates nationwide fighting anti-motorcycling forces that threaten our right to ride and race. That’s why the AMA is where you belong. Visit AMAJoin.com or call (800) AMA-JOIN today.

Please Follow the AMA on Twitter @AMA_Rights and like us on Facebook.

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Bikernet Tech: Overview of Voltage Regulator Types

 
Introduction

The linked material below is a collection of information which provides an overview of both the mosfet and thyristor type voltage regulators. If using a thyristor type voltage regulator and it fails, upgrading to a mosfet based voltage regulator will offer longer lifespan and better charging system performance. Heat buildup in the voltage regulator kills the SCRs, whereas mosfets are more efficient and reliable. In general the mosfet design is better suited for the voltage regulator application demands.

Summary

Mosfet based voltage regulators are the preferred design solution for powersports vehicles. Heat buildup is a major cause of voltage regulator failures. The ideal voltage regulator mounting location would provide cool air flow and are away from exhaust system or engine heat.
 

When starting a vehicle with a low battery, it will cause the voltage regulator to push high currents for a longer period of time. This duty cycle will cause the voltage regulator to run hotter. Maintaining the Shorai LFX battery above 13.3V will help to reduce stress on the voltage regulator because the charged time to reach 14.4V will be relatively short. If the battery is at 13.1V ~50% SOC or 12.86V~20% SOC this will result in higher voltage regulator temperatures.

For the complete write-up please keep reading.


Voltage Regulators

The Voltage Regulator is an important component of the electrical charging system, and keeps your motorcycle battery from being overcharged and damaged. This section has information on common regulator types and troubleshooting information. There are a few common types of Voltage Regulators used on most motorcycles. The most common is a single or three phase regulator for permanent magnet charging systems. This type is used on the majority of modern street motorcycles. A different style of regulator is used on field coil regulated systems, which are found on many street motorcycles from the 1970’s through early 1980’s. And finally a very simple regulator is used on alternator type systems. Most Voltage Regulators contain a Rectifier component as well, and they are often referred to as ‘Regulator-Rectifiers’. The Rectifier is a separate, but equally important component, which serves to convert (“rectify”) the alternating current (AC) produced by the stator & flywheel to direct current (DC) necessary to charge a battery. The different types are explained in more detail below.
 
 
Single Phase voltage Regulator
 
 

Single Phase Voltage Regulators are used with single phase stators in permanent magnet flywheel charging systems. You can see the stators and rotors pages to learn more about these type of systems. The Single Phase Voltage Regulator serves two functions. First, is to act as a Rectifier (why these are often called Regulator-Rectifier’s). The rectifier section is represented by the 4 arrows in the schematic above. The arrows represent the internal Diodes, which are electronic components inside unit which form the Rectifier section. Diodes are a simple electrical component that serve a single function. Diodes can be thought of as one-way streets for electrical current. They only allow current to pass in one direction: positive polarity. The single phase rectifier has each end of the stator coil connected in between a pair of diodes. The diodes filter out the negative portion of the alternating current wave, only allowing the positive polarity current to pass. After the diode bridge, the electrical current from the stator is rectified into direct current, which is used to charge the battery.

The Regulator is separate set of components and function inside the unit. The regulator function is very simple (and reliable) in most motorcycle regulators. A regulator control circuit monitors battery voltage, and compares this measurement to an internal reference voltage (the regulation point). Motorcycle regulators are generally designed to allow a maximum battery voltage of ~14.6VDC at the battery while charging. When this voltage limit is reached, the control circuit triggers semiconductor switches, called ‘Silicon Controlled Rectifiers’ (SCR’s). When the SCR is triggered, it essentially closes a switch, making a connection between the output of the stator, and ground. This act shunts stator output to the ground, which is dissipated as heat throughout the regulators body. This is why the regulator housing design is critical. It not only serves to protect the internal components from the elements & vibration, but needs to efficiently dissipate heat as excess current is bled off. Fins are often used to allow airflow to help cool the housing.

Three Phase Voltage Regulators

Three Phase voltage regulator/rectifiers function the same way as described above in the single phase section. The differences are the rectifier bridge contains another set of diodes to rectify the third phase of output from the stator.

Field Coil Rotor Regulators

These Voltage Regulator units are of the type used on bikes that use a rotor with an internal field coil, instead of a permanent magnet flywheel. This type of system is used on many Japanese motorcycles throughout the ’70s and early ’80s, like the Honda CB series & Yamaha XS series. These units have an internal rectifier, that functions the same way as the units described above. The difference with this type of system is in the regulation. Regulation in these systems is done by varying the current flow through a field coil inside of the rotor to vary the magnetic field, rather than shunting stator output (see permanent magnet systems above). The regulator senses battery voltage, and regulates current flow to the field coil. When the battery voltage is low, the regulator allows maximum current to flow through the field coil, increasing the magnetic field in the rotor. This, in turn, increases the output from the stator windings. When the measured battery voltage reaches full charge (~14.4V), current flow through the field coil is reduced, or stopped altogether (depending on the particular model), to avoid overcharging the battery. These systems are more efficient than Permanent Magnet charging systems, as there is not as much wasted current being generated that has to be dissipated as heat. However there are more parts to wear out in these systems, such as the slip rings on the rotor, or the brushes providing current to the field coil.

Alternator Regulation

Some motorcycles, particularly street models in the 80’s, used an automotive-type alternator system. In these units an alternator is usually gear driven from the crankshaft. The alternator has an internal diode bridge to perform AC->DC rectification (see description above). The alternator has an internal field coil, which is controlled by a separate regulator unit (also internal to the alternator). The regulators can fail on these units, and are easy to replace.

General Voltage Regulator (Regulator/Rectifier) Troubleshooting Steps

Voltage Regulator units generally fail from heat. Most regulators work to protect the battery by dissipating unnecessary charging current as heat. The heat is sunk by the metal body of the regulator. On most bikes, the regulator body is finned for air-cooling, and is mounted in some location with decent airflow. If a regulator fails often on a particular model, and the regulator is mounted in a location with poor airflow (underneath the seat, under a fairing, near exhaust, etc.) it can help to move and re-mount the regulator housing somewhere on the bike with very good airflow.

Regulation Failures

The regulation functions of a Voltage Regulator unit cannot be easily tested. (We offer testing services on our test bench, where we can accurately diagnose a regulator failure. Please contact us to arrange testing services.) Regulation failures will generally present themselves by over-charging the battery. This may be noticeable by blowing up headlight or taillight bulbs from high voltage, or the battery getting extremely hot, and boiling the acid inside. This can be easily diagnosed with a Digital Multi Meter (DMM).
 

1: Connect your DMM to the battery terminals, Red DMM lead to the Positive (+) terminal, Black DMM lead to the Negative (-) terminal.
2: Set the DMM to DC Voltage mode, 20V range.
3: Start the engine.
4: Note battery voltage at idle. It should be in the range of 12V – 13VDC at idle. (see comment below)
5: Rev the engine to 4000-5000RPM, and check the DMM reading.
6: The regulator should reach ~14.4 – 14.6VDC.

If the voltage continues increasing with RPM over 15VDC, the regulation function is not operating correctly. The regulation function is not serviceable at all, the Voltage Regulator must be replaced. Regulation functions can be intermittent, and get progressively worse. It can be hard to test and be positive of regulator failure, but this is the easiest and most common way to diagnose this failure.
 
 

In reference to desired voltage at idle – less than 13.2V will discharge LFX batteries, 13.6-14.4V is desired for all RPM ranges. LFX can tolerate up to 15.2V.

The MOSFET

The MOSFET – Metal Oxide FET

As well as the Junction Field Effect Transistor (JFET), there is another type of Field Effect Transistor available whose Gate input is electrically insulated from the main current carrying channel and is therefore called an Insulated Gate Field Effect Transistor or IGFET. The most common type of insulated gate FET which is used in many different types of electronic circuits is called the Metal Oxide Semiconductor Field Effect Transistor or MOSFET for short.

Source – http://www.electronics-tutorials.ws/transistor/tran_6.html

SCR (Thyristor)

An SCR, or Silicon Controlled Rectifier, is a semiconductor, or integrated circuit (IC), that allows the control of current using a small current. Basically, it is a simple direct current (DC) light switch.
Source – http://www.mikeholt.com/mojonewsarchive/All-HTML/HTML/SCR-what-are-they-and-how-do-they-work~20000126.php

Simple Thyristor Circuits Explained
written by: Swagatam • edited by: Lamar Stonecypher • updated: 11/14/2011
The article relates the technical specifications of SCRs and their working principles through an easy to understand, step-wise explanation. The article also offers a few interesting SCR projects that can be easily built and used for the relevant purposes.

SCRs or Silicon Controlled Rectifiers are members of the electronic active component family. They are also called Thyristors. The figure on the left shows the standard electronic symbol of an SCR. It shows the three lead pin outs of the part, the upper one being the anode, the lower one the cathode, and the central extension the gate. The symbol quite resembles an ordinary rectifier diode symbol having an extra lead from the cathode side. Though SCRs are much different from diodes, they too rectify AC in response to DC electrical triggers on their gate inputs.
 
As you can see in the actual picture of an SCR on the right, it looks like a transistor. Externally they may look exactly like transistors, but are entirely different as far as technical specifications are concerned.
 

Both act as switching devices, although SCRs comfortably handle high voltage AC, whereas transistors normally are dedicated for low voltage DC applications. The lead orientation specifies the first lead from the right to be the gate, the extreme left is the cathode, and the center pin is the anode. The gate and the anode leads always work with respect to the ground; the cathode lead is specified to be connected with the ground and serves as the common release terminal for the gate as well as the anode. The load that needs to be operated is connected across the AC input and the anode of the SCR.

How SCRs Function

Unlike transistors, which may show an exponentially varying output current pattern, equivalent to the applied input switching current, SCRs have specific triggering levels below which they may not conduct properly. However, once the trigger level crosses the optimal value, an SCR may swing into full conduction.
 

Another typical property associated with SCRs is their “latching” behavior with DC operated loads, where the anode to cathode conduction through the load latches or “holds-on” even after the gate trigger is inhibited. However, with AC operated loads the above drawback, or rather benefit, is not available and the load is switched ON or OFF exactly in response to the switching of the SCR’s gate triggers.
Source – http://www.brighthubengineering.com/diy-electronics-devices/121484-simple-thyristor-circuits-explained/

Summary

Mosfet based voltage regulators are the preferred design solution for powersports vehicles. Heat buildup is a major cause of voltage regulator failures. The ideal voltage regulator mounting location would provide cool air flow and are away from exhaust system or engine heat.
 
When starting a vehicle with a low battery, it will cause the voltage regulator to push high currents for a longer period of time. This duty cycle will cause the voltage regulator to run hotter. Maintaining the Shorai LFX battery above 13.3V will help to reduce stress on the voltage regulator because the charged time to reach 14.4V will be relatively short. If the battery is at 13.1V ~50% SOC or 12.86V~20% SOC this will result in higher voltage regulator temperatures.
 
 
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Bikernet Event Coverage: Vintage Gold Shines at Willow Springs

 

55 Years Running
Doc Batsleer, AMA member since 1962, dropped in from Daytona Beach, FL to race the Pre-40 and Class C events. He’s clocked some miles on his stable of Indians including this 1934 Bonneville Sport Scout.

 
What goes around, comes around and fast every year during the month of April when vintage bike fans gather at Willow Springs Raceway (est. 1953) nestled in the hills near Rosamond, CA, about a spirited hour’s putt from downtown L.A. During the 3-day Corsa Motoclassica weekend, a total of 24 AHRMA sanctioned races in a variety of classes help competitors pile up their points standings. The vintage iron is drawn magnetically to event, now celebrating its 21st running, the event first debuting in 1995 by Yoshi Kosaka of the Garage Company (Inglewood,CA), himself a past AHRMA national title champion. This Corsa he donned leathers and took both a Moriwaki Kawasaki and a Yoshimura Suzuki through their race paces.
 
 

An A-Z of classic marques rallied round the 21s Corsa bike show including Ariel Square Four (center foreground).

The venue also offers a bike show and swap meet plus an ongoing parade of bikes of all flavors ridden by spectators, not to mention easy access to the pit action, racers arriving from all over the U.S. as well as England, Australia, New Zealand, Germany, France, Italy, Japan and Thailand this go around.
 
 


Just Beezing Along

The fender plate announces the passage of a 1965 BSA B40 350cc OHV single that earned the reputation as “an economical British working man’s favorite.” This is the spiffier, higher performance Sport Star model with beefed up motor and “chromium mudguards.”
 



Frequent flyers driver Steve Stull and co-driver Heidi Neidhofen take #18 onto the course.

In addition to two-wheelers, there’s plenty of sidecar action, the streamliners’ pilots and “monkeys” putting on a great show, something not often seen in the U.S. In addition a memorial sidecar race was held in honor of the late Doug “Mr. Sidecar” Bingham, a leading light of the industry for decades.
 
 

Velo fans

Jeff and Steve, confer over Jeff’s 1946 Velocette, one of 100 magneto equipped post-WWII bikes exported to the U.S. Of note is the Jaeger/Smith speedo with a white line imprinted at the 30mph mark, the mandatory max speed limit when encountering pedestrian traffic in England at the time of its build.
 
 

Ancestor of all Ducati 350s was highlight of Corsa bike show.

This year the Bike Show brought out some stellar attractions including some truly milestone machines. Case in point, the very first Ducati 350. The story has several tie-ins to Willow as well. The bike, first built in 1963 by Frank Scurria at the ZDS Motors workshop in Glendale, CA, started out as a 1961 250cc that Frank pumped up to 350cc. The prototype completed, all the facts and figures were then delivered to the Ducati factory in Bologna. The result of Frank’s innovative development work resulted in the production of the Ducati 350, a success story of epic proportions, the new Ducks subsequently sold worldwide. Then, sort of frosting on the cake, the 350 was first raced on Sept. 8, 1963 at Willow Springs. Frank himself would finish 3rd in the AFM 350 Championship.
 

Another “first” actually took to the track in a demonstration of concentrated power, again Italian style. Earplugs were a plus if you got anywhere near the ferocious sounding 1965 MV Agusta 350 Triple, the first of its kind, and brought by Virgil Elings, mega race bike fan and collector. The MV factory purpose built the bike to beat Honda in the 350 class. Displacement of the triple was later increased from 420-470-500cc, the bikes winning more championships that any other design. At Corsa, the MV was ridden by Virgil’s son Jeff who also took two Firsts on a ’72 Yamaha in the Formula 250 race, another First in Classic Sixties aboard a1965 Matchless, yet another First in Formula 500 riding a ’68 Penton.

Earplugs were unnecessary when speaking with Peter Nicolosi (Charleston, SC) who piloted a Brammo Empulse R, the electric powered machine literally zipping along the Willow roadrace course with a whisper while in the company of fellow E Moto Team racers. Peter took the checkered flag for the Saturday class win.

There was certainly a blending/blurring of lines from track to bike show, but the show section brought you rewards of the more static kind. The array of restored as well as “survivor” bikes offered a time machine vantage point taking one back 30-40-50 or more years into the timeline of motorcycle history. Beezers were Buzzin’, Nortons were Snortin, Triumphs were Trumpeting and Matchlesses were still Unmatched.

Mild temperatures and gentle breezes helped make a perfect 21st running of the Corsa Motoclassica. Speaking post-event with event founder Yoshi Kosaka, he tells us the 22st event is already in the works but with the addition of opening Willow Springs’ other race venues for competition including the dirt track and mountain course, no doubt attracting even more competitors ready to enjoy some of the country’s best vintage racing.

Unmatched Matchless

Another outstanding Matchless, a 1953 G80CS brought by T. Van Doorn has some history including Bud Ekins as its original owner, later earning status as Fastest Class C foot-shift bike at 2007 Bonneville Salt Flats plus scoring multiple AHRMA victories 2007-2014.
 
 

Talk about standing the test of time.

1948 Triumph T100 still in original CheckersMC trim had raced back in the day at Catalina, then in 2010 returned to the California island to win the event… over 60 years later.
 
 

Velo Chopper

Brought by Billy Lay, the 1956 MSS Velocette consists of a ’56 MSS engine, 1952 Velo MAC 350 frame and an Italian front end. Bike took 3rd place best British in the Corsa bike show.
 
 

Plug and play takes on new meaning with the Victory Brammo e-bike. We all might be in for a shock as the electric bikes gets faster and faster and buzzes along farther and farther distances between

recharges.
 
 

One-off recreation of the near legendary 1965 Kawasaki W-1R turned heads.

And then sometimes “history” got a bit of creative tweaking…of the good kind. One of the top spectator magnets was a one-off dream machine created by Michael LaFountain of Raccia Motorcycles. After spotting the only known existing photo of the semi-legendary 1965 Kawasaki W-1R, he was inspired to pay homage to both it and the legendary Norton Manx and Matchless G45. Toward that goal, he modified and melded together parts from 23 different Kawasaki to bring his dream into reality.
 
 
 

Best Café went to a radical engineering piece called “Kaff” designed and built Larry Romestant, the 150HP beautification project based around a BMW four cylinder K bike.

“Team Orthopedics”Alabama based orthopedic surgeon Dr. Paul Canale competes in the Triumph based international Thruxtron Cup Translantic road race series that takes him around the world.

Darrin Gauvin from Camarillo, CA launches aboard his 1981 Honda in the Vintage Superbike Heavyweight event, earning a 2nd place on Sunday

Yankee iron was well represented as well including a trio of Indians brought from Florida by Ralph Wessell. Aboard his 1937 handshifter #81, Ralph took First Place in the Pre-40 GP event on Saturday, repeating the win on Sunday.

 
 

Maximized Manx
One of several appearing at the event, a legendary Manx takes to the track in one of 24 different races held over the weekend. Piloting the 1939 Norton is Fred Mork of Briones, CA, who took 2nd in the Pre-1940 GP by N3 Racing event and a 1st in the Class C Footshift race.

Substantial show trophies were designed by Gary Swan of Toad Town Racing, the Mission Hills, CA shop specializing in vintage Honda and British bikes. Gary races his 1971 Honda SL350 in the AHRMA 350 Sportsman Class since 1995.
 
 

Riders of all ages found something to their liking at the Corsa. Here James Quinn and buddy aka “110”prepare for a tour of the show grounds.
 
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Yoshi practices what he preaches….vintage motorcycles forever! 
 
 
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Bikernet Profile: DIANE PEARSON – HER MISSION IN LIFE IS MOTORCYCLE AWARENESS

Left, Dmac and Diane Pearson
Left, Dmac and Diane Pearson
The State of Florida’s Motorcycle Safety Program provides education and support for motorcycle riders, trainers, sponsors, local government, law enforcement agencies and emergency services in Florida. They earmarked the following budgets: Motorcycle Program Evaluation and Data Collection – $100,000; Motorcycle Helmet Observation Survey – $100,000; PSA Analysis, Management and Focus Group Testing – $50,000; Motorcycle Education and Injury Prevention in Trauma Centers – $200,000; Safety Motorcycle and Rider Techniques -Osceola County-$20,000; Broward County Motorcycle Safety Enforcement Program -$64,028, just to name a few.
 
Is all of this money supposed to prevent motorcycle fatalities?
 

 
 
Lately, every time you read the paper, IONTB, Facebook, etc. another motorcycle fatality is mentioned. Some weeks there are 6-8 MC related fatalities in one county alone.

Fortunately, in Pinellas County, and surrounding areas, we have M.O.M., aka Mother on a Mission, Diane Pearson. Her therapy is Motorcycle Awareness. No fancy budgets or grants, are given to this Angel of our Roads. In fact, it’s just the opposite: she provides motorcycle awareness on a daily basis, for free, and she’s going strong for 10 years now.
 
How did this happen to a mother of four from Safety Harbor? May 19, 2005, her son, Gene, was out riding his motorcycle in Tampa. As in typical accident fashion, a distracted driver turned left in front of the young motorcyclist. The driver didn’t even look before pulling out from a stop sign. This brief incident destroyed Diane’s world. She was taken from home, thinking she was going to the hospital to see Gene, but instead was delivered to the accident scene, where she had to endure 4 hours on-sight, with her son covered by a tarp. She wasn’t able to see or hold him, or say goodbye. It was just another statistic for the books.

Daily, she relives that scene, lights flashing, the blood stained tarp, and total disbelief. Then, one day, she saw something that altered her life. She was accompanying her daughter to the obstetrician’s office and spotted a bumper sticker. It said “Look Twice, Save a Life – Motorcycles are Everywhere.”
 
She decided then and there, she would make this her mission–passing out motorcycle awareness stickers. She drove directly home and tracked down the stickers on the internet. She found the website started by the parents of Lance Robert Malone, who rode the Silent Highway in 1995.
 
She ordered 25 bumper stickers in Purple and White (chosen to match the color of Lance’s motorcycle) for $6.25. Upon their arrival she distributed them in one day! That was it…..Mother on a Mission was born.
 
 
From October 2006 to February 2008, she distributed 10,000 bumper stickers for free to anyone who wanted one, enlisting the help of the DMV and Tax Collector offices in Pinellas and Hillsborough counties.

 She enlisted her husband, Gene Sr., into driving up and down US 19 and distributing stickers to local businesses and at the local drag strips.
 
While she driving down US 19 one day, another thought sprang to mind, putting her bumper sticker on a billboards. She e-mailed Clear Channel with her idea and they responded with “when do you want the sign up?”  
 
The first billboard was placed on US 19 in Clearwater in August 2006, as a donation! She contacted Yellow Cab and asked if they would put bumper stickers on their taxis – they replied they could not, however, in return, they offered her 15 roof top cab signs with her Slogan in Purple and White for 1 year.
 
From a contact at Yellow Cab, she received 80 Commercials from Mobile Media for 1 year on Tan Talk 1340AM . CBS donated Billboards, and she had bus benches emblazoned with her “Look Twice – Save a Life…” slogan.  Much of these efforts come with costs, so she kicked off the Gene Pearson Motorcycle Awareness Foundation: www.genepearson.org, and her Motorcycle Awareness Campaign grew.

Ten years later, she is amazed. She still says, “I just give out bumper stickers.”
 
The other day, she was at a red light and in the three lanes, each car sported one of her stickers, each car arrived from a different state: Iowa, Kansas and Florida. This brought tears to her eyes! She has mailed stickers to every state in the US, as well as to Australia and Norway!
 
A friend in Largo mails out a sticker with every parts order shipped. Her UPS man took some to Africa to distribute and made sure all of the taxi drivers in his hometown sport them. She believes in repetition, the more people who see the stickers, the more awareness it brings! Her mission is catching on everywhere!

 Awareness Commercials are aired at the gas pumps at every Exxon Station on 580/Belcher in Dunedin. They ran every six minutes after she wrote to Comcast, who donated one month of commercials to her foundation.
 
This year, at the Full Throttle Expo in January 2016, she passed out 3000 bumper stickers – the most she has ever distributed at an event (and this didn’t include the others in boxes she passed out to everyone else). For her son’s birthday, and special occasions i.e. May, Motorcycle Awareness month, CBS donates 1 free month on an LED Board with her slogan.
 
She continues promote billboards placed throughout the area; however, she has to pay for the billboard vinyls (each vinyl costs $679.00 for 1yr or as long as the vinyl lasts) and has to sign a contract every three months, which includes Clear Channel donating 1 billboard (15k in advertising fees) for 1 year. Her organization cost her $3k out of pocket to establish, and it took her  six months to get it approved back in 2006. The way it is structured she can’t sell anything, and must submit yearly tax reports to the State of Florida.

She received only one grant from the American Motorcycle Association. She scours the internet looking for grants. She is a sole proprietor of her foundation, a 501c3/non-profit organization.
 
On lean months when there isn’t any funding, she continues paying personally for shipping costs, supplies etc….and uses the money tree in her back yard (also known as a credit card). Only in the past three years has she been asking for people to pay postage for larger quantities of bumper stickers. She usually pays the three free-sticker fees herself. It’s not just about the postage. All this doesn’t deter her passion for Motorcycle Awareness.

She has contacted the DOT and was turned down twice to have the “Look Twice…” slogan put on the Amber Alert signs, but years later it showed up as “Watch for Motorcycles” as it does in California. She has attended Safety Council meetings and voiced her ideas.  

She balances her roles of wife, mother, grandmother, employee, motorcycle awareness activist with ease. Her secret is her passion to keep her son’s name out there and sharing Motorcycle Awareness.  It’s critical, look twice before you pull out onto the road, and accidents can be avoided if you are cautious and share the road.
 
She shares her story with anyone and everyone who will listen. She is still angry: The other driver was not issued a citation or charged in her son’s accident because there was “no criminal intent.”
 
She learned to channel that anger into a positive cause – Motorcycle Awareness. She finally found peace because, “You can only go so long without cracking and exploding!”
 
  This year, she started volunteering at Van Dyke Church on Lakeshore Rd in Lutz for the Grief Share class. She is one of three people who help out during the 13-week course designed to help anyone who experienced loss of a loved one. It took her a long time to move forward. She just couldn’t look past the grave, and pretty much just functioned and pretended everything was going to be okay.
 
Finally, she feels she is able to look beyond the grave, with God’s help, and begin looking up. She is now giving back to others who have experienced the loss of a loved one. Anyone is welcome to attend her Grief Share Classes, as they are non-denominational.

As of this year, she hopes to pass the 700,000 mark for bumper stickers distributed. Last year alone, she spent over $700.00 on postage fees. When she orders bumper stickers, she gets a better price with larger quantities and tries to order 100,000 at a time, which costs $900.00 to ship, plus the $8-9K cost for the stickers. They arrive in 25-30, 55lb boxes. Gene Sr. loads and delivers them home. Her last order was for 70,000 stickers, and she has just two boxes left.

Diane is inspired by all of the motorcycle riders out there every single day. “I feel like their Mom,” she said. ” and “I need to look out for each one of them.”
 
 
“There’s nobody with bigger hearts than bikers.” She credits attorney, Fran Haasch, for being her role model, “…she does so much for everybody. Not only does she ride, but she is just a super person!”
 

 
 
As a woman of deep faith, she credits God because during times of need, someone/something has always been there to help her: a check shows up in the mail, offers for help, people reach out to help her. She has been steadfast, never giving up.   She feels her organization should have “gone under” years ago, but 700,000 bumper stickers and 10 years later, she is still strong and committed!  

Her goal for the next 10 years is to “BE ALIVE!” Her birthday is May 24th, 2016, and she turns 70 years young. May is a very sad month for her – as Mothers Day, 2005 is when she last saw her son Gene, alive. May is also Motorcycle Awareness Month. She is trying to reach 1 million, as the number of bumper stickers distributed in her son’s name, and she is well on her way!
 
She hand stamps each and every bumper sticker and considers every stamp a kiss to her son, Gene. When she sees her purple and white, Look Twice – Save a Life – Motorcycles are Everywhere bumper stickers displayed on a vehicle, she feels that it’s a kiss from her son to her. All this from a woman who feels that her greatest accomplishment in life is her family/children/grandchildren because without their support, she would never have the ability to go on with the Gene Pearson Motorcycle Awareness Foundation.

Please feel free to stop by, pick up a bumper sticker, and say “Thanx!” to Diane Pearson in person at the “Thank You, M.O.M.” fundraiser, Sunday, June 26, 2016 from 12pm to 5pm at the Red Tiki Bar, 7361 46th Avenue North, St. Petersburg, FL, presented by Friends of Diane Pearson along with sponsors: Full Throttle, Fran Haasch, Gotta Havit Insurance, and Lifting Heart Together. All donations/proceeds go directly to the Gene Pearson Motorcycle Awareness Foundation. www.genepearson.org (website has Paypal link).
 
Editor’s Note:  There is nothing stronger than a mother’s love. Her’s is reaching beyond her son’s grave to make a difference. Trying to prevent other’s from living her tragedy and losing someone they love. Trying to prevent a motorcyclist being glanced over by a motorist not truly paying attention. I know I’m going to be donating and then ordering some bumper stickers to share with family and friends. In addition, Bikernet and Bikernet Baggers will be sponsoring her efforts for ever more.  — La La
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BREW DUDE on Bolt Failures and Torque Settings

So, a bolt you tightened down completely failed and broke into two pieces. Why did it happen? Did you tighten it and use a torque wrench to insure the proper tightness?

The first things you need to determine include what size bolt, how many threads per inch and what grade of bolt. The grade of bolt is marked on the head of the bolt. The chart shown is for Grade, 2, 5 or 8.

The higher the number or grade, the stronger the bolt is. All bolt supply companies have torque value charts. Most bolts are zinc coated, some are chromed or black anodized. You need to look past the coating or finish for the grade markings. Did you know that the torque value shown is for a dry bolt? Will oil, assembly lube, Never Cease or a thread-locking compounds make a difference?

Some bolt companies now show a value for an oil lube on the threads, but what about the thread-locking compounds?

The torque value actually will allow the bolt to slightly stretch, which is a consideration in keeping any bolt in place and also tight. Bolts have a yield strength, which I like to refer to as its working strength. As long as you stay below the assigned torque number, the bolt will not deform; it will stretch slightly, but when loosened will return to its original length.

Go over the yield or torque and the bolt will stretch, retaining a longer length than it originally had. This is why it is so important to put the tightening load on the bolt for what it is designed.

For this test I am using three 3/8-16 Grade 5 bolts from the same make and same box. I first measured each bolt for original length. One bolt will be assembled together dry, the next with 30w oil on the threads and the last one with thread locking compound on the threads. I used as a spacer some 4130 tubing ¾-inch in outside diameter with a hole of .395-inch.

The bolt supply company gave me a spec of 33 foot-pounds of torque for dry bolts. They did not have a spec for oil lube on the threads. Most companies do have these torque specs, but for this article test I wanted to prove there is a difference.

After torqueing the dry bolt, the length stretched by .0012-inch. After disassembly, the bolt did go back to its original length.

Next, I assembled the oil-on-thread bolt and torqued it down to 33 foot-pounds with the torque wrench. This bolt stretched .00195 longer, and after disassembly it was still .00055-inch longer, which proves it actually went over the yield strength of the bolt, which now means it is damaged and will not be as strong as designed.

But what about the bolt with the thread locking compound? After assembly and torqueing to 33 foot-pounds, it stretched .00190 longer and after disassembly it maintained a .00050-inch longer length than it originally was. This meant this bolt suffered damage also.

Not always is this failure caused by improper assembly. Note: There are no-name cheap-shit, no mark of grade bolts out there for you to purchase—beware.

Here’s an example: On a small build of a race engine, the cam chain came with a new cam sprocket along with new cam-sprocket bolts. Their spec was 50 inch pounds of torque. First I torqued them at 30 inch pounds, then 40 inch pounds, before I was going to push the 50 inch pounds.

At 40 inch pounds one bolt just didn’t snug up and instead of continuing to tighten it, I decided to disassemble and inspect the bolt. In the picture you can clearly see the top bolt has been stretched and was close to breaking.

Instead of using any of the supplied fasteners with this kit, I decided to purchase new bolts from a reputable bolt company I used in the past. With the new bolts tightened up, I had peace of mind, while racing this engine.

Spend the extra few dollars, buy from a reputable bolt supply company and use the torques specs they recommend.

Often the owner’s manual has a spec of grade and torque, this is preferred because it is engineered for these numbers. Be sure in any assembly if it does NOT state to use lube, this means a DRY assembly.

Hopefully this will clear up why there are failures of bolts. Be sure to use a calibrated torque wrench, and the proper length and grade bolts have been used.

Here’s a source for testing your torque wrench:
http://www.wikihow.com/Calibrate-a-Torque-Wrench

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Brew Dude
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Welcome to BREW!

2016 is our 42nd anniversary!

Let’s start with the English lesson: brew (broo). It’s a full fabrication and machine shop. We build quality handmade bicycle frames and frames available in road, track, ss, mtb, cx, and touring. We won numerous motorcycle shows, and we have full powder-coating facilities in house. We can build the bike of your dreams using quality products made in the USA. He does ceramic coatings, any color, and writes tech articles for The Horse, American Iron Garage, Ol Skool Rods and of course the badass Bikernet.com

Car Kulture Magazine
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NCOM BIKER NEWS BYTES for June 2016

THE AIM/NCOM MOTORCYCLE E-NEWS SERVICE is brought to you by Aid to Injured Motorcyclists (A.I.M.) and the National Coalition of Motorcyclists (NCOM), and is sponsored by the Law Offices of Richard M. Lester. If you’ve been involved in any kind of accident, call us at 1-(800) ON-A-BIKE or visit www.ON-A-BIKE.com.

NCOM BIKER NEWSBYTES
Compiled & Edited by Bill Bish,
National Coalition of Motorcyclists (NCOM)

ROCKFEST RESCINDS “NO COLORS” BAN
When Rockfest announced on their website that no motorcycle club colors would be allowed in the Kansas City music festival, members of the motorcycle club community and the Kansas Confederation of Clubs (www.kscoc.net) reacted promptly, and within 24 hours event promoters rescinded the policy.

“This ban is tantamount to profiling motorcycle club members based on how they look and prevents them from exercising their rights of free association and expression guaranteed under the First Amendment to the US Constitution,” wrote spokesperson Brian Cohoon in an open e-mail to Rockfest promoters, sponsors and every club in the Kansas COC condemning “in the strongest terms this outrageous ban on Motorcycle Clubs wearing their colors to Rockfest. News of this ban and our reaction to it is being disseminated by the most expeditious means possible to every Motorcycle Club in this region. We strongly encourage you to reconsider this ban and allow Motorcycle Club members to attend in whatever attire they deem appropriate in their individual judgment.”

In addition to many individual clubs and representatives also voicing their disapproval to the radio station promoting “North America’s largest one-day music festival,” the Chairman of the neighboring Missouri Confederation of Clubs e-mailed Rockfest promoter KQRC-FM 98.9 The Rock in protest of the policy, and the Kansas A.I.M. Attorney (Aid to Injured Motorcyclists) was tasked with sending a letter condemning the ban.

As a result of their coordinated activism, online language referring to the colors ban was immediately taken down and the show went on as usual May 14 without incident, just as it has since 1992.

CLUB COLORS BARRED FROM HEADSTONE
Before biker Richard Cody died on Sept. 5, 2013, he told his family and friends he wanted the logo of his beloved South Madison Motorcycle Club on his headstone, but nearly two years later his son Jeremy was forced to file a lawsuit against the city of Painesville, Ohio to make sure his father gets his last wish.

Representing the family and club, Aid to Injured Motorcyclists (A.I.M.) Attorney Ralph C. Buss filed a motion for preliminary and permanent injunction to prevent city officials from removing, defacing, touching or changing the headstone of the Vietnam veteran buried in Riverside Cemetery, after officials informed the Plaintiff that the club colors engraved into the back of his father’s grave marker, “is not deemed appropriate” and ordered the S.M.M.C. artwork to be removed within 60 days at their own expense.

Buss told The News-Herald in a May 10 interview with the newspaper that “the headstone’s logo is not vulgar or offensive in any way, and it complies with the requirements that were in place in 2014 when it was installed” and further charged that new regulations “conveniently” passed afterwards violate the First Amendment and “are nothing more than a license allowing city employees or agents to judge a person’s expression and deny it without any reasoning.”

All the media attention and ensuing barrage of publicity, including a 3,500-signature petition asking city council to allow the headstone to remain unaltered, and accompanying legal actions, resulted in the desired effect.

“When I first got the letter from the City of Painesville telling me that after two years I had to remove my father’s headstone due to it being “offensive”, I was outraged,” Cody recently told Ridin’ On Motorcycle Magazine (www.RidinOn.com). “My only thoughts were ‘I don’t think so!’ For two months I pleaded with the city to change their minds and they were not budging. So, I then got social media involved and contacted my attorney Ralph C. Buss, who just happens to be known for helping other motorcycle enthusiasts when in need. Within three days the City of Painesville decided it was in their best interest to let the stone be left there. It was my father’s wishes to have his club patch engraved on his headstone and I was not about to let that wish be taken from him.”

NEW IMPROVED LANE SPLITTING BILL AMENDED IN CALIFORNIA
Motorcyclists in California are allowed to travel between lanes of traffic because unlike the other 49 states there is no law against such maneuvering, creating a legal grey area, so AB 51 was introduced last year to codify the act of lane splitting and provide legal guidelines (no faster than 50mph, and no more than 15mph faster than traffic).

But if it isn’t defined, it isn’t breaking the law, so motorcyclists generally opposed regulating “lane splitting”, preferring to leave well enough alone and not create another new crime, and so AB 51 was pulled by its sponsor, Assemblyman Bill Quirk (D-Hayward), because “Lane splitting is a very complex issue and the author feels he needs more time to work out the details so that it’s more likely to be signed.” At the time, the bill had passed the state Assembly and was on its way to the California Senate floor.

Now, AB 51 was recently resurrected and amended to its purest form, simply riding between cars, with no limiting language in the current wording of the bill, retaining the spirit of lane splitting and let the rider decide what’s safe. Even under current statutes, a rider can be cited with other violations for unsafe maneuvering.

The new improved AB 51 strikes all references to miles per hour conditions, and simply defines “lane splitting” as “driving a motorcycle between rows of stopped or moving vehicles in the same lane, including both divided and undivided streets, roads, or highways.”

Quirk’s office said the current bill has the expressed support of more than a dozen key organizations, among them motorcycle organizations such as ABATE of California, as well as multiple law enforcement agencies.

AB 51 was swiftly approved by the State Assembly on May 28, 2016 by a vote of 58-14 and sent to the Senate where it passed Transportation and Housing Committee unanimously 11-0 on June 14 then re-referred to Appropriations Committee before coming up for a floor vote.

Although lane “filtering” is common throughout Europe and Asia and many other countries, California is the only state where it is not expressly illegal. A bill to legalize lane-splitting in Nevada was voted down in 2013. A similar bill in Oregon was defeated in 2015. Other bills have surfaced and died in Arizona and Texas.

Editor’s Note: We are going to publish a European study on Lane Splitting and the overall benefits. There are very positive elements for motorists, motorcyclists, and fuel usage. It’s all good, but there may be a attitude problem here and we need to study how we can overcome the obstacles and educate the public.–Bandit

SUZUKI RIDERS THE ANGRIEST, SAYS SURVEY
Suzuki riders experience the highest levels of road rage followed closely by owners of Harleys and then Triumphs, according to a recent survey in Britain. A thousand British motorcyclists were asked to assign a road rage score from 0-10 to a series of hypothetical scenarios such as drivers texting at the wheel.

Suzuki riders typically assigned higher levels of rage to the scenarios than owners of other bikes, earning an “average road rage score” of 71%. Harley riders scored 68.7% and Triumph riders 67%.

The survey, performed by dealer chain Jennings Harley-Davidson in the U.K., also found the thing that angered riders most was drivers texting, with a score of 86.5%, followed by “bike blindness” at 83.2% and “getting cut up (cut-off)” at 82.5%.

“We wanted to highlight the fears that many motorcyclists have around riding on the road, and the ignorance that often comes with motorcyclists’ safety,” said Jennings H-D director Sohail Khan. “It was important for us to show the severity of their fears amongst sharing the road with car drivers.”

Editor’s Note: Maybe Suzuki riders ride the quietest bikes and are targets more often. Could be an interesting test. Could go along way to help with noise issues.—Bandit

MOTORCYCLIST FATALITIES UP IN 2015
Following two consecutive years of decreasing motorcycle fatalities nationwide, the Governors Highway Safety Association (GHSA) reports that more than 5,000 motorcyclists were killed in the U.S. in 2015, which represents an estimated 10% increase over 2014.

The annual study attributes the increase mainly to increased travel nationwide and better weather leading to a longer riding season in many states. Low fuel prices also contributed to a 3.5% rise in motor vehicle miles traveled last year over 2014, according to federal data.

This crash data — based on an early look at current data, trends, and developing issues — reports that this is more than 450 motorcycle fatalities over 2014. GHSA says it projects the final motorcyclist fatality total for 2015 will be 5,010 — only the third year in U.S. history, and the first time since 2008, in which the fatality number topped 5,000.

The increase is consistent with preliminary numbers from the government that show traffic deaths overall rising an estimated 8% last year after trending downward for the past decade, marking the largest year-to-year percentage increase in a half-century and making 2015 the deadliest driving year since 2008.

The report takes data from all 50 states and the District of Columbia, and compared to 2014, motorcycle deaths by state increased in 31 states, decreased in 16, and remained the same in three others along with the District of Columbia.

While acknowledging contributing crash factors such as alcohol and drug use, increased speed limits, and a record number of vehicles on U.S. roads, the GHSA calls for restoring helmet laws in the 31 states that don’t mandate helmets, and requiring DOT standards.

TRUMP STUMPS AT ROLLING THUNDER MOTORCYCLE RUN IN D.C.
Throngs of bikers listened on Sunday, May 29, as presumptive Presidential GOP nominee Donald J. Trump delivered remarks to a crowd at the Lincoln Memorial during the 29th annual Rolling Thunder motorcycle run over Memorial Day weekend that is dedicated to accounting for military members taken as prisoners of war or listed as missing in action (POW/MIA).

For the blunt-spoken real estate mogul and television celebrity, who stresses his desire to strengthen the military and improve how veterans are treated, the gathering provided a receptive audience. “Look at all these bikers,” Trump said with admiration. “Do we love the bikers? Yes. We love the bikers.”

Wearing a red “Make America Great Again” hat and forgoing a necktie, Trump told the crowd of seeing large numbers of bikers at his campaign events. “I said, ‘What are they all doing here?’ and my people would say, ‘They’re here to protect you, Mr. Trump,’” he said. “It’s an amazing thing. And I want to tell you, some of these people are tough,” but added when he shakes their hands, “there is love, and it’s an incredible feeling, and that’s why I wanted to be with you today.”

Trump’s supporters include a group called “Bikers for Trump,” which boasts more than 61,000 “likes” on Facebook.

“I’m not a huge biker, I have to be honest with you, O.K.?” lamented Trump to the motorcycle gathering, “I always liked the limo better.”

Nancy Regg, a spokeswoman for Rolling Thunder, told the New York Times that the group had invited Mr. Trump to appear. The group did not extend an invitation to Hillary Clinton or Senator Bernie Sanders, she said.

AIM/NCOM WEBPAGE UPDATES
“To best serve the motorcycle community, it is always our aim to keep our Aid to Injured Motorcyclists / National Coalition of Motorcyclists (AIM/NCOM) webpage at www.onabike.com up-to-date, convenient, and useful,” wrote AIM/NCOM Executive Coordinator Sarge in an open letter to the motorcycle community. “To do this, we are in the process of revamping a few pages including providing some important NCOM links to and from other WebPages. We have a list of the NCOM Members at www.onabike.com/national-coalition-of-motorcyclists/members.htm available, but would like to expand it to include all of our NCOM Member Groups, Confederations of Clubs plus more clubs and associations.”

Here’s what you’re asked to do if your MRO / COC / Club / Association is on the NCOM Member Groups list:

If you have a link, verify that it is still correct. If not, please provide NCOM with the updated information.

If you do not have a link and one is available, please provide us with the appropriate link.

If your motorcycle organization is not on the NCOM Members List and would like to be added, please send information and e-mail address to Sarge at ncompms@aol.com.

“Finally, the last part of our update is to ask each MRO / COC / Club / Association to put a link to NCOM on their webpage. To this end, please add www.onabike.com. Graphics can be provided at your request, THANK YOU!”

QUOTABLE QUOTE: “The unity of freedom has never relied on uniformity of opinion.”
~ John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the United States

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BIKERNET FEATURE: The ’61 Triumph Classic

Over the years since they started the J&P Ultimate Builder Shows inside the IMS Expos, we have had the pleasure of giving a Cycle Source Award to a number of builders who displayed their works throughout the country. One such build was the hot little Triumph you see here. We found this little gem during the Long Beach IMS and I was blown away at the craftsmanship. Little did I know at the time that the story behind it would be as impressive as the build itself.

Anthony Robinson is one of those cats who I can say is a brother from another mother and I only just met him. He has some real old world values in the way he raises his kids, conducts his business and builds his motorcycles.

In our short conversation, I was very impressed with this cat. His garage door business is his daily bread, but he doesn’t put anything before his family. Motorbikes possess the precious time he has in the middle.

In fact, the very foundation of how this bike was built was a bi-product of his daily grind. You see, in his business there is a lot of recycling; old garage doors are recycled as his company installs new material. Anthony squirreled away the recycle money from scrap garage door metal for his Triumph project. In fact, if the recycle money didn’t add up to cover the parts on his list, he would wait until he had the funds. This is a man of strict responsibility and patience.

Even his swap meet finds in Long Beach were governed by stringent criteria. If he bought a part, and it was wrong, didn’t fit or whatever, he forced himself to flip it before he would spend additional loot on the correct component. This pushed him to learn every aspect of the T-100 quickly. Valuable lessons became T-100 project Code of the West.

Anthony was born into motorcycling. His old man, Jack E. Robinson, was deep into it from a young age as a flat tracker. He raced in the real “back in the day” at Paris and all the old tracks around California. Anthony grew up surrounded by bikes and the itch crept under his skin early on. “I always wanted to build a bike,” Anthony said. “What kid doesn’t?” About the time he finished his first modified Softail, a good friend went down and lost his life. Shook-up, Anthony sold his Softail and didn’t ride for a minute.

Some time passed and the itch returned. He approached his wife tentatively and explained. He felt like getting into the building end of motorcycling. Then one night, while perusing the almighty Craigslist he came across a deal he couldn’t pass up in Arizona. It was wheels, a frame and the motor from this T-100 and he could have it all for $750.

“I called the guy and eventually we met up somewhere in Canyon County, 40 miles north of LA,” Anthony said. “He was driving this ratty old Toyota pickup full of Triumph, BSA and Norton parts. And there it was in the mess of it all, this frame, a seized motor (unknown to me at the time) and wheels. I won’t lie, it was a pile…but it was my pile and I had a vision.”

“I had no idea where to start… everything on it was rusted, crusty, dirty, and oily. I couldn’t pull it out of the truck…tires were deflated, seemed to be in gear, and the handlebars wouldn’t move. I eventually got this beauty into my truck and headed home.”

Unfortunately, the arrival wasn’t exciting for his wife, Mariah. She exclaimed those words most of us moto junkies have heard at one point or another: “What the hell is that?” Anthony didn’t let any negative waves stop him. He immediately set out to show her exactly why he scarfed this deal. “You have to see beyond what’s here now,” he said and went to work.

He snatched a Harbor Freight lift and scored a T-100 book on e-bay. Together with his middle son, Austin, he went to work. During the learning curve, he ran into neat sidelines like the battery box. It was actually an old ‘60s battery-charger he found in an old parts pile. He brought it back to his shop and gutted it to be used for hiding the battery and electricals. It took a couple of weeks to work out the correct latch to use, the right location, but in the end it paid off.

The girder was another item of great triumph, no pun intended. He found this original from a 1937 T-80 in kinda rough shape. Anthony took it apart and went to his buddy, Kevin, at Pacific Coast Powder coating for help. Kevin cleaned it up and meticulously reassembled the girder in perfect working order. From there, Anthony had to machine a bearing sleeve to be able to use the girder neck on his bike and work with the T-100 bearings.
 
 
When it came to the fuel tank, RJ at Lucky Mother Garage made him the perfect solution. Anthony met Matt Egan, and the tattoo parlor. He was recommended to handle the finish. Matt asked him for the story of the bike and then laid down the killer flake and copper leaf work you see here. It all added up to a flawless creation and for us, a terrific story and the perfect combination.
 

Anthony is well into his next project, and now has the complete support of his wife. We can’t wait to see what he comes up with next. “You got space here man, whatever it might be,” said Chris Callen.

BIKERNET SUPREME TECH CHART

Owner: ANTHONY ROBINSON

Bike Name: LA MOSCA

City/State: PALMDALE, CA

Builder: ANTHONY ROBINSON

City/state: PALMDALE, CA

Company Info
 
GASOLINE AND COFFEE

Address: 39450 3RD STREETB EAST PALMDALE, CA 93550
Phone: 661-816-4248

Web site: WWW.GASOLINEANDCOFFEE.COM
E-mail: GASOLINEANDCOFFEE@GMAIL.COM

Fabrication: ANTHONY ROBINSON

Manufacturing: ANTHONY ROBINSON

Welding: LUCKY MOTHER GARAGE

Machining: ANTHONY ROBINSON, DAVE JACKSON

General
 

Bike Name: La Mosca (The Fly)
Owner: Anthony Robinson
City/State: Palmdale, California
Fab. By: Anthony Robinson
Year: 1961
Model: T-100
Value: Still Counting
Time: 2 Years

Engine
 

Year: 1961
Model: T-100
Builder: Dean Collinson
Ignition: Pazon
Displacement: 500cc
Pistons: Stock

Heads: Stock
Carb: JRC 30mm
Cam: Stock
Air Cleaner: Amal
Exhaust: Triumph Straight Pipes
Primary: Stock

Transmission
 

Year: 1961
Make: Triumph
Shifting: Four-Speed

Frame
 

Year: 1961
Make: Triumph
Rake: Stock
Stretch: 4-inch

Forks
 

Type: 1937 Triumph T80 Girder
Builder: Triumph
Extension
Triple Trees:

Wheels, Tires, Brakes

Front Wheel: Triumph 40 Spoke.. Copper Plated Nipples
Size: 19-inch
Front Tire: Firestone Deluxe Champion 400-19
Front Brake: 7-inch Drum

Rear Wheel: Triumph 40 Spoke.. Copper Plated Nipples
Size: 18-inch
Rear Tire: Firestone Deluxe Champion 400-18
Rear Brake: 7-inch drum

Painting

Painter: Mat Egan = Extreme Designs
Color: Copper Leaf, House of Kolor Black, Kustom Burnt Umber
Type: House Of Kolor
Graphics: Recycle Symbol On Oil Tank
Powder Coating: Pacific Coast Powder Coating, Palmdale, CA

Accessories

Bars: 7/8-inch Drag Bars
Risers: Girder Dog-Bones
Hand Controls: Amal Style

Fuel Tanks: One off by Lucky Mother Garage
Front Fender: None
Rear Fender: 5-ingh Lowbrow Custom’s
Seat: One Off with Two 4-inch Seat Spring Shocks
Foot Controls: Stock with Custom Mounts
Mirrors: None
Oil Tank: Two Bottom Fire Extinguishers Welded Together
Headlight: 5 ¾-inch Bates Style
Taillight: Model A Ford
Speedo: None

Special Credits

KEVEN GARCIA OF PACIFIC POWDERCOATING
MAT EGAN OF EXTREME DESIGNS
DAVE JACKSON OF DJ LOCKETS
RJ OF LUCKY MOTHER GARAGE
MIKE SANMARCO

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Bikernet Road Stories: Oaxaca Part 2

Winter, 2014 – Read Part 1 Here.
 

Compared to the U.S., deep Mexico is another universe; but after two weeks in the city of Oaxaca I was beginning to settle in. My $3.50 a day campground was set, membership in a local gym offered something of a daily routine, and I’d begun to meet some of the local gringos—most of whom are retired folks. Down here the retired throw get-togethers almost constantly and it was at one of these I met a Mexican guy who was about to expand my world.
 
 

Although he’s never been to the U.S., Antonio prides himself on speaking, reading, and writing almost perfect English and spends as much time with Americans and Canadians as he does Mexicans. For whatever reason, possibly because I’m a little younger like himself, Antonio decided I was gonna be his new best friend. From that first gringo-party he took me directly to a hopping Mexican fiesta. It was mostly a bunch of kids in a keg party and tequila setting. But all were very friendly and, especially for the strangeness of this situation, I had a great time! Once Antonio learned my home was the city’s only campground, and to my astonishment, he began dropping by every afternoon. He knew where all the happenings, both Mexican and gringo, were and we began carousing the town together almost constantly. Sometimes we took his beat up little car and other times my motorcycle. The big FLH is an abnormality down here and everybody wants to ride on it.
 
 
 
In deep Mexico the gringo’s pension goes considerably farther and many live in very nice houses. A lot of parties were thrown in these homes and, being an exceptional cook, Antonio sometimes showed up early to prepare food. Everyone seemed to know him.
 
 

Among these retirees there’s a lot of art freaks and I began making forays with them to different exhibits, museums, and sometimes the distant and secluded homes of one artist or another. One day Antonio picked me up in his car and we went to meet the others in town. I’d no real clue where we were going. First stop was Cathy’s little house. An American of 35 years living in Mexico, I’d seen Cathy around, been to a few art shows with her, and we’d even gone to dinner once. She seemed a dingy, jovial, happy, and fun-loving old broad who was impossible not to like. Before long a handful of others showed up and, once assembled, six of us piled into an SUV and started out of town.

For years there’s been some ongoing political disturbance in the city of Oaxaca. They say it’s about a teacher’s strike but no one really seems to know the details. As we reached the city’s edge the reality of at least some of this disturbance stood directly in our path. Immediately ahead, the highway’s toll booth had been taken over by teacher’s strike bandits and as our car approached it was stopped by a crowd of bodies and we were asked for money. The toll was under a dollar, which was obviously no big deal except that our driver was adamant we weren’t gonna pay even one stinking cent. As they moved in around the car, some with masks and most carrying clubs, our driver started yelling about how they were thieves and wouldn’t get a penny from anyone in this car! Next he turned to yell at us gringos, “Nobody pays anything!”. The situation was heating up and we were about to get our asses kicked over 50 goddamn cents. Finally one of the bandits told the others to let us pass and the crowd parted. I later learned that one of the women had thrown 10 pesos out the back window. What a stupid-assed scene that was.
 
 
 
It was a long ride to the tiny nowhere town in the mountains. The small yet comfortable home of the coveted (at least among these gringos) artist and his family was filled with clay statues and creations. Having been an artist all his life, this guy now enjoyed some success. Still, he was delighted to have so many come so far just to acknowledge his work. We got the grand tour and he even broke out the good mescal. Everybody but me spoke Spanish so I missed a lot of the conversation, but I’d become used to that by now.
 
 

Cathy bought a piece of the man’s work.

 
On the ride back to Oaxaca our driver stopped at an ancient, and extremely grand, church. These things seem to litter Mexico and were ordered built by the Spanish conquistador Cortez sometime in the 15th century. I find it interesting that this guy killed everybody then made slaves build monuments to his God. What kind of insanity is that? Anyway, Mexico holds some of the most elaborate churches I’ve ever seen.
 

At the church-driveway a variety of vendors sold papaya and other fruits in slices or cups and I thoroughly enjoyed this cool treat on such a hot winter day. Inside the church I learned that the Spanish were unable to build such outrageous structures until they learned from Roman architecture how to brace the tall ceilings with an intricate lace of spider-web bracing. An opulent old organ was set up high near the ceiling and Antonio informed me that a company had been going around Mexico restoring these ancient things. Pretty cool.
 
 
 

In the parking lot the other four gringos cornered our driver about what he would do on the ride back through the bandito toll booth. Finally he conceded to use the secondary road that passed around them.

On the ride back we all stopped at a locally famous Chinese restaurant and the oriental owner sat into a long conversation with our crew. All in all it had been another wonderful and, for me, seemingly surreal day.
 

The fun loving Cathy lived at a small house in town so she could rent her big fancy duplex—which sits high on the hill with a beautiful view of the city—to tourists as part of her income. She told me that the upper level would be vacant for two weeks and I was welcome to stay if I liked—free of charge. In the world of lavishness there are two kinds of folks: those who love such luxuries and are willing to spend much of their lives working to achieve and maintain these things, and those who could really care less. I, of course, fit into the second classification. Still, this offer sounded like a fun adventure so I graciously accepted Cathy’s offer. Next day I pulled the fully loaded Harley up to my grand new house.
 
 

The small courtyard of Cathy’s fancy pad was guarded by steal doors operated electrically. From inside, Antonio hit the gate button and I pulled in. At my left was Cathy’s pottery studio where she and Antonio, who also makes his living as a pottery artist, spend their time creating sculptures and the like. After hanging with the clay for a while, I was ushered upstairs to the new pad. What a crib! The luxury was undeniable and Cathy’s love of fine art had prompted her to deck this place from floor to rafters with extravagant handmade creations. The kitchen and bathrooms were done in beautiful tile; I had two bedrooms and a library; the living room was wonderful; and the view from my balcony to die for. It seemed strange that a technically homeless, rag-tag, wondering motorcycle vagabond who’d only blown into town a few weeks ago should now be living alone in the lap of such decadence. But there it was.
 
 

My two amigos came to visit often and, once Antonio’d figured out how to get the DVD properly connected to the big screen, we began watching movies together by evenings. Cathy liked to fill the frig with extravagant food and we made a habit of spending dinner together over the wonderful meals Antonio prepared. One night Antonio arrived early. He then walked from the bedroom carrying one of Cathy’s super-sized brassieres and said, “I’m gonna hide this thing in the freezer and you have to write a note that gives a clue where to find it.” After protesting for only a minute, I grabbed a pen and jotted down, ‘Your big-assed boob binder is at this very moment freezing its nipples off in the coldest place in the house!’ Upon Cathy’s arrival I handed her the note. She read it, stood up, stormed directly to the freezer, grabbed the garment, and walked back laughing hysterically at our stupid joke.
 

After a couple weeks in the fancy house I noted the spring air was heating up. Some of the local gringos were snowbirds and I’d recently attended a few going away parties thrown to see friends off. As for myself, it was time to think about money. To this end, and starting in Florida, there’s a string of spring motorcycle rallies that run almost consecutively up the east coast until they eventually reach New Hampshire and it’s been my habit to work three or four of these to fund the coming summer’s travels.
 
 
 

It was time to go.

With a promise to return at some later date, I packed the old Harley and bid my new friends adieu.

Although back roads are my preferred place of travel, Oaxaca is a very long way from Florida and secondary Mexican roads tend to be beat up, full of speed bumps, sometimes turn into little chicken trails, and generally require a lot of time to go a short distance. The interstates (I use that term loosely here) are almost all toll roads and in the interest of making better time on this dramatically long journey I’d decided to ride them for a while. This brought up the question: should I pass through the bandito toll booth, or take the road around it? I’d come upon these overtaken Mexican toll booths before and always noted how much cheaper they are than when the authorities run them. What the hell, I’d brave the outlaws.
 
 
 

I approached the booth with camera held inconspicuously low in hopes of grabbing a few shots. It just didn’t seem wise to stick a camera in the face of a bandit who was shaking me down. Once again I was stopped by by these outlaws. Happily, this normally high toll only cost $0.50 today, and the masked man who took my money was extremely friendly and even tried to be helpful by offering directions. Pretty trippy.

The evening was spent in a fantastically beautiful camp and beside a monstrous three ton cactus. But it was still a long way to the border.
 
 
 
Read Part 1 Here.
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