American Cooper

I can’t remember a Memorial Day weekend this cool and comfortable. For today’s ride the temperatures will barely hit 70 degrees and the sun is shining brightly. We headed out early enough for me to be hopeful of seeing many butterflies, and I did spot eight throughout the ride, including my first ever American copper butterfly! Mostly, I spotted the cabbage whites; six of the ones I spotted were these ubiquitous yard butterflies. But I also managed to spot what I believe was a tiny gray hairstreak. This little guy isn’t even an inch in wingspan, but he fluttered up by my right shoulder.

My ride went really well with much smoother turns than last week. My U-turns were also nice and tight, but we didn’t do the on-street turn, so I couldn’t test that one. I realized during this ride that I feel more confident on my motorcycle. The idea of dropping my motorcycle now seems more like a fluke not an every ride possibility. I think hearing the weight of a motorcycle (487 pounds fully fueled with my R Nine T), the thought of having to prevent a fall seems intimidating. But with some strong legs and the riding skills to use the clutch and speed, slips in balance can be corrected and drops prevented. My front tire slipped on a rock during a U-turn and though I wobbled a bit, I had the presence of mind to let out the clutch and allow the bike to use speed to correct.

Because the day was so cool, we headed into the hospital lot to practice quick stops. My stops are short—within two parking spaces. But I still have the ABS (anti-lock brake system) kick in on my sudden stops. I tried using engine braking with the downshift to help stop the motorcycle without having the ABS kick in, but my stop rolled over three parking spaces. In discussing the issue with Bill after the ride, I decided I should try longer stops without the ABS kicking in. Once I can use the downshift and engine braking without the ABS, then I can start working on shortening my stops.

As we headed toward the last loop at the end of our ride, we came across a swarm of dragonflies near a Yoshino cherry tree. I suppose there were lots of good eats in the tree and the dragonflies were having a feeding frenzy. We also spotted the Canadian geese, stopping in the road to let the mam goose and her goslings cross the street. Bill saw a hawk but I missed it because I had spotted both an egret and the blue heron wading not far from each other in the low tide. I guess the heron didn’t migrate north for cooler air, and with our current weather pattern, there was no need.

The extended spring temperatures are also allowing some roses to hold on to their blooms longer. They are joined by even more day lilies bursting with color and the hydrangeas now sporting their colorful flower balls. I did see a few crape myrtles with flowers already, but it’s a little early yet for them to reach full bloom. The magnolia blooms are holding strong and their perfume is joined by the tiny white blooms from the ligustrum bushes.

All in all, it was a lovely ride for the Memorial Day weekend. And a shout out to the riders who are part of Roll to Remember in Washington DC this weekend for those who have made the ultimate sacrifice. Ride on!

American copper butterfly--orange with black spots on a yellow day lily — Photo by Erik Karits on Pexels.com

What a Difference a Few Hours Make!

Last week we rode earlier and I went to the gym after our ride. This week, despite the 88 degrees high temperature, I went to the gym first and we rode our motorcycles in the early afternoon. The few hours later in the day made a big difference in the number of butterflies I saw during our ride—less than half of last week’s number. So butterflies must take afternoon siestas.

I did see more dragonflies, more than two for every butterfly I spotted, including one little guy who flew directly at my left shoulder. I never felt an impact and there weren’t four wings stuck to my Helite airbag vest after the ride, so I believe he managed to veer off and continue with his day. Of course, with the warmer air and the increasing number of dragonflies, the mosquitoes are around. Luckily, we ride early enough in the day to avoid them.

My ride wasn’t the best in terms of my technique. My shifting and stopping went well, but all of my turns were wide. I turned a corner so wide I went into the oncoming lane (luckily free of oncoming traffic). And my on-street U-turns both went a bit onto the grassy berm. I think part of that was my distraction because one of the cabbage white butterflies was flitting along the side of the road right where we did our turns, and I was watching her flit about.

As we turned up one road, both of us spotted a young osprey working on its flight skills. It seemed the osprey was following us along our route up the road in a zigzagging fashion which was really neat. But soon the parent osprey showed up to guide the little guy either back to the nest or back over the water to find lunch.

Despite the heat of the day, I wasn’t uncomfortably hot. Sure my t-shirt was adhering to my back, but there was a lovely breeze blowing with some cooler air to keep the ride mostly comfortable. Plus, we didn’t go into the hospital lot for slow speed maneuvers. I saw some more bright scarlet day lilies in bloom, and the magnolia blossoms are holding strong. But some of the roses have begun to fade, and the blooms off the honeysuckle were gone. I noticed that the leaves on the Japanese maples seem more burnished and less bright than they did a few weeks ago. Summer is fast approaching which means even more relaxing rides.

rider on motorcycle — I’ve been riding motorcycles now for just over four years! And I’ve come a long way since the school parking lot.

A Ride with Butterflies

Sunshine with a high of 72 for the day, and the butterflies loved it. Our little garage cabbage white fluttered by as we geared up, but he was just the beginning. My motorcycle odometer showed 2221, so Bill wanted me to take the lead and pull over when it turned over to 2222. I led us down the curvy road and learned shadows on the road can hide hidden dangers that I had to swerve to avoid (divots in the road from the construction equipment or a hidden sewer plate). I got to see the clump of yellow Japanese irises; usually I only see the Japanese iris in purple. And I hope to see the bald eagle, but I didn’t have that kind of luck.

We did get to see an osprey rising from the river and heading back to the nest with a snack for its chick. And I did spot a family of Canadian geese with five or six goslings. But what I saw mostly during our ride was butterflies. I counted thirty-one cabbage whites out enjoying the day, two ceraunus blue butterflies, a tiger swallowtail, what I think was a banded hairstreak, and a bright orange butterfly that may have been a question mark butterfly as we packed up the car.

Clearly, butterflies love roses, irises, and day lilies as I saw even more in bloom. And there is honeysuckle and the clean, fresh scent of magnolia blossoms for the butterflies to enjoy. I was right there with them, enjoying the cool air; it was a day made both for motorcycles and butterflies.

My experience with the shadows on the road made me appreciate more having Bill in the lead. Being in front requires more awareness as I’m the first to encounter obstacles such as the mail truck pulling out into our lane as we came around a curve. After the 2222 mile check, I let Bill retake the lead and focused on my riding. I did a little bit of target fixation swerving, but I was too busy counting butterflies to do too many. My on-street U-turns were all roadway, and my sudden stops went really well. I had two hitches, though. One was when I somehow had my left foot out of place on the foot peg and couldn’t find the shifter. It took me two tries before my toes finally got where they needed to be, but I didn’t panic. I used the clutch to help slow the bike with the rear brake. The second hitch was when I thought I had shifted up to fourth gear (which I had), so I didn’t downshift fully and left a stop in second gear. The R Nine T have a shudder but it didn’t stall, so I recovered nicely.

I don’t know how many more days we’ll have such wonderful weather or such wonderful company with the butterflies and birds. But I do know, I’ll be out next week riding to find out.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms who read this.

Near Miss and Not-So-Happy Ending

It was a mixed ride this week in part because I wasn’t feeling well. The day was beautiful with the rain holding off until tomorrow and the sun shining brightly. We made an early start of it so we could ride while the temperature was in the upper 70s as opposed to our usual time when the temperature would be in the mid- to upper-80s. I was feeling weak, but I still wanted to ride as I felt I could handle the motorcycle. It helped when Bill said our ride would be nice, slow, and easy.

My start wasn’t easy. I’ve explained before that there is a steep camber on the road we start on. For safety of course, I try and check for oncoming traffic. Due to the bright sunshine, I put sun shades in my car windshield which is parked on the street to our right. With the sun shades in, I can’t spot oncoming traffic through the windshield and have to edge out to see around the car. Now Bill’s Triumph Rocket has hill stop assist which means his bike won’t roll back on an incline. My lovely BMW R Nine T does not which means if I stop on a hill, my legs have to hold the bike from rolling back. My legs did not hold the 500 plus pound motorcycle from rolling backward. So when Bill took off, I rolled back. It took me a few moments to readjust and get myself going.

Our motorcycle cabbage white butterfly was back flitting about in the yard over and around the bikes as we geared up. I tried counting all the cabbage whites I spotted throughout the ride, but there were far too many of them. And nearly with each butterfly I saw, there was a dragonfly nearby. With the roses approaching peak bloom, the irises, clematis, and more flowers blooming, the butterflies had a lot of nectar to drink.

Less than half a mile into the ride, though, I had a near collision with a cabbage white! As we turned onto the main road through the neighborhood, I spotted the little guy to the right of the road and watched as his meandering path brought him straight toward my bike’s chassis. I tried to spot him out of the mirrors as I passed to see if he managed to avoid the collision, but I didn’t spot him. I feared I would find little white wings melted to the engine when I finished my ride, but I’m happy to say, there was no sign of butterfly body parts

During our ride, which was helping me to feel better, Bill stopped us and gave me an exercise. He wanted me to target fixate on something in the road when the road was deserted—a leaf, a pinecone, a shadow. While I target fixated, the drill was to keep my eyes on the target while I swerved away from it. This drill is to prepare me for accident or obstacle avoidance. I did well with the drill, which also helped me to feel better.

As we rode, I spotted a beautiful fuchsia colored peony in full bloom. I also caught the wonderful scent of honeysuckle finally blooming. Plenty of nectar choices for all the butterflies I saw. I think I caught glimpses of two ceraunus blue butterflies; these were very small butterflies with diaphanous wings (getting to use the word diaphanous makes me happy). We mostly cruised through the ride and cut into odd streets to avoid the many trucks with trailers we encountered. Our earlier start showed us very different traffic patterns.

We went down by the river where I’ve seen the great blue heron at low tides, but it has apparently migrated north for the summer. I spotted one turkey vulture high in the thermals before we headed out, but the only other birds of note I saw were the ubiquitous crows. I don’t really mention the crows because they’re everywhere and they’re crows. But as we finished up our ride, adding a circle back to avoid even more trucks, I spotted yet another cabbage white butterfly on the right side of the road and zooming across to the other side. I also glimpsed movement out of my left peripheral vision and saw a crow swooping in. My heart sank because I knew what the crow was swooping in for and, sure enough, as I passed the large oak tree, I saw the crow on the ground with white wings in its beak. I realize nature is nature and butterflies are part of the food chain, but I didn’t really need to see it, and I was glad the ride was coming to an end.

I let the fact that I made it through the ride and I saw so many butterflies not getting eaten by crows to cheer me up. I’ll have to get used to slightly different sights—I did see a Cinco de Mayo peppers blow up—and traffic patterns as we get earlier in our rides. As long as I keep riding, I’m OK with that.

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