Last Ride of ’24

Mother nature must love motorcycle riders, for she gave us a perfect day for riding.  There were some clouds, but it was mostly sunny and warm, warm enough for me to not wear my winter gear but the Klim jacket and the lightweight gloves.  The temperature was around 65 degrees, and I spotted other riders out taking advantage of the gift of the day.

            It is a quirk of mid-Atlantic life; earlier in the week, Bill brought the plants inside because of below freezing temperatures, and the water in the birdbath was frozen, but that same week, by Saturday, it was spring-like.  These climate quirks are why we don’t have to winterize the motorcycles.  Winterizing a motorcycle involves draining fluids, removing the battery, cleaning, covering, and possibly storing the bike.  It makes sense if winter brings months of icy roads and unsafe riding conditions.  But luckily for me, southeastern Virginia only sees large snowstorms once every few decades.  And while the first ride of ’25 looks likely to be in the 30s, the weather stays moderate enough to allow for year-round riding.

            And I really appreciate the opportunity to ride in all four seasons.  Today’s ride brought sightings of osprey, an egret, Canadian geese in flight, and a flock of hooded mergansers on the lake.  The bare branches on the trees filter the low sunlight into intricate roadway shadows, and the glimpses of pansies, roses, and the now-blooming camellias are more treasured because of the colors they add to the brown landscape.  The opportunities to experience wildlife from the motorcycle might seem not dissimilar from that of a car, but in your car, can you look up to see a red-tailed hawk being harassed by two crows ten feet over your head?

            I suppose I should reflect on what I’ve learned or improved this year during my rides.  My stops have definitely developed the most.  My understanding of engine braking expanded, and my work with the clutch has allowed me to effectively utilize engine braking to slow down the motorcycle.  I have also been training my sudden stops, and I did have a chance to apply my training during one ride.

            My feel for the BMW R Nine T also improved this year.  I am constantly amazed at the balance of the bike on sharp turns, it revs with an old-fashioned gurgle and pop, and it has enough zip in the horsepower to keep Bill on his Triumph Rocket in sight.  My only issue is with the slight forward lean in the riding position that puts some pressure on my wrists.  I wouldn’t even mind that much except I think it causes numbness in my right hand.

            Which reminds me to mention the BMW R1300 GS.  In many ways that motorcycle would suit me better than the R Nine T—safety features and riding position to name a few.  But for some reason, BMW went too conservative with the taillights; they are basically the turn signals.  One thing Bill has stressed with me about being safe while riding is visibility.  Motorcycles are already difficult for cars drivers to see.  Why would I ride one with nearly negligible brake lights?  Maybe in a few years when BMW has put that German engineering to work and perfected the 1300 I’ll get one.  Until then, I’ll begin my fourth year as a rider on the R Nine T and love every minute of it.

hooded mergansers in water
Photo by James Mirakian on Pexels.com

May the Ride Be with You



Lots to celebrate on this Saturday’s ride.  It is Star Wars Day, also International
Women’s Ride Day, and the eve of Cinco de Mayo (so Quatro de Mayo).  It is also the third anniversary of my
becoming a motorcyclist.



            The day was
partly cloudy, so I was hopeful of spotting some butterflies during the ride,
and I was not disappointed.  I saw six
cabbage whites out flitting about and one small Atlantis Fritillary butterfly
near some deliciously scented blooming honeysuckle.  One of the greatest benefits of our slow
rides through neighborhoods is the time it gives me to notice and appreciate
the beauties in nature.



            As we
headed down the long straight road, I glimpsed a large bird of prey ahead of us
in the sky.  I was hoping it might be the
golden eagle, and it may have been, but I never got close enough to make sure.  Other than that small glimpse, I only spotted
one turkey vulture out and about in the skies during our ride.  However, as I was unloading my gear from the
car, a shadow passed overhead, and I looked up to see one of the osprey
cruising by.



            I’m
noticing much more variety in the flowers in bloom.  In addition to the clematis, irises, and
roses, I’ve seen chunky white peonies, vibrant pink rhododendrons, a few day
lilies freshly planted, and even some magnolia blossoms opening.  I spied some pretty white flowers on bushes,
almost like five-leafed dogwoods, that might have been potentilla, but I’m not
sure.  My later internet search didn’t go
so well, and potentilla was the closest match.



            In three
years I’ve ridden three different motorcycles—the BMW G310GS, the Ducati Desert
Sled Scrambler, and the BMW R Nine T. 
For comfort I would rate the 310 the best; I rode in an upright position
on a fairly lightweight motorcycle.  The
Ducati Scrambler riding position was similar, but that was a taller bike with
the weight of the engine up higher.  It
was also extremely hot, which felt great in the winter but was really awful in
southeast Virginia summers.  The R Nine T
is the best-balanced motorcycle of the three, but the riding position has me
leaning slightly forward which puts some pressure on my wrists.



            I really
appreciated the balance of the bike during my on-street U-turn.  As I came around to finish the turnaround, I
felt as though I could almost stop the motorcycle completely and remain upright
(at least for a second or two).  That
doesn’t mean I don’t still have moments when I feel more of a list than I like
and start to dab or dab my feet to keep the bike upright, but I find I don’t
have to dab as much on the R Nine T as I did on the other two motorcycles.  Perhaps some of this feeling is due to better
riding skills after three years practicing and riding, but I do credit the R
Nine T as being a well-balanced bike, and it creates in me a bias toward the
boxer engines of several BMW brands.



            I do still
want the 1300 GS.  The more I practice
with the current boxer engine, the more curious I get as to how the adventure
bike would handle.  Or, more precisely,
how I would hand the adventure bike.  But
I think several things would have to occur before I can own one.  For one thing interest rates would need to
come way down.  It would also be
helpful  if the price and packaging
prices dropped some, BMW.  But the final
stopping point is that Bill would have to tire of the Rocket and want to return
to the R Nine T.  And right now, he’s
having too much fun playing on that motorcycle. 
But that’s a good thing because I am having a ton of fun riding out with
him on the R Nine T.



author riding the BMW R Nine T Urban GS 40th anniversary edition motorcycle in yellow and black