The Rider's Mag October / November, 2018

Volume 20, Issue 8 OCT / NOV, 2018

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Whats Shakin’

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Cruisin’ With Critter

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Jokes

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Lil Red

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I Am an Addict - David Rusk

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Jessie Lee’s Open Road

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GBNF

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Twisted Spokes Astrology

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Donny Petersen

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Rants & Ramblings from the East Coast

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Motocyco Beau

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Our Advertisers

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November

December

Nov 4th- Big Als 6th ANNUAL Swap Meet It’s that time of year again where everyone gathers for one of the best swap meets around! Located at the Kent-Belgium Dutch Club, 34 Byng Ave, Chatham.

The doors open at 10 am. and the event will be shutting down at 3p.m. There is only a $5 entry fee and kids under 10 are always free. For vendor info please call;306-202-7522 or visit them on the web @ bacchusmcontario.com.

Dec 1st - Hogtown Cycles Annual Christmas Open House MERRY CHRISTMAS, from the folks at Hog Town! It’s that time of the year when Santa recognizes just how “nice” the Hog Town family is, and invites everyone to the Christmas celebrations starting at 10am until 3pm.

There will be door prizes, food, sales, and of course the big man in red. Santa will be doing meet and greets with photos between noon and 2pm. Be sure to bring an unwrapped gift or non-perishable food item for the Middlesex Food Bank. 164 Main St. in Lucan, 6-8pm www.hogtowncycles.ca

Nov 11th-Peterborough Swap Meet Come join us at the Peterborough Morrow Building, for the ever growing Peterborough Swap Meet! Find everything you could possibly want under one roof; helmets, leathers, parts, accessories, rear fins, and much, much more! Vendor booths only $50, park your bike and sell it for only $25. For more info email; PTBOswapmeet@hotmail.com, or call; 705-340-2130.

November 18th - Classy Chassis & Cycles Very Classy Christmas Join Classy Chassis & Cycles on Saturday November 17th for ‘A Very Classy Christmas Party’. From 11 – 2, join us for Christmas treats, the opportunity to get your picture with Santa, hot & cold beverages and discounts to start your Christmas shopping early! 1399 8th Line, Lakefield Nov. 22nd – Hogtown Cycle’s Ladies Night Here’s the night the ladies have been waiting for! It’s Christmas at Hog Town for the ladies. An evening filled with great refreshments, prizes, and sales galore! Who doesn’t love a great sale? Hog Town has you covered for the taxes too, so don’t break a sweat about that nonsense. There will be free gift wrapping, and gift registration for those who know exactly what they want. Just contact Teresa, and she will be happy to help; teresa@hogtowncycles.ca. 164 Main St. in Lucan, 6-8pm. For more info www.hogtowncycles.ca

January Jan 4th-6th 2019 Motorcycle Super Show One of the years largest 2 day events is back again for 2019! There is always so much to see and do, with the show ‘n’ shine, awards, vendors, special guests, leather fashion shows, and so so much more! Be sure to book your vendor booth while you can, cause spots sell out fast! For more information check them out on the web, motorcyclesupershow.ca.

February February 9th, 2019 HIP’S CYCLE OPEN HOUSE Hips Cycle would like to invite all past, present, and future customers to join them for their OPEN HOUSE! This event begins @ 10am and will start wrapping things up around 3pm. There has been promise of delectable food, enjoyable entertainment, and of course sales, sales, and more sales! Find us @ 900 Colborne St. E. Brantford On. For more info give the guys a call at the shop, (519) 756-2618

Nov. 29th - Hogtown Cycles Men’s Night There Ain’t No Night Like a Men’s Night!!! Men leave the Ladies at home cause it’s your turn this week!! The folks at Hog Town are sure to do the evening up right with refreshments, Door Prizes, Free gift wrapping, and AMAZING in-store specials! 164 Main St. in Lucan, 6-8pm. Don’t forget to ask Teresa help you get what you REALLY want this year with her gift registration; teresa@ hogtowncycles.ca

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Here we are in the Merry Month of November and closing fast on 2019!

2018 hasn’t been particularly kind to me or us here at The Riders Mag! Due to computer issues and the subsequent financial burdens associated with dealing with those issues, we were forced to withdraw from a printed Mag and go strictly online since July! This is a temporary situation!

We will adjust any contracts to reflect our departure from print and have substituted the Online Rates to any advertising contracts we have. We will honour any prior commitments and obligations once we turn things around! Your patience and understanding are appreciated!

We will also adjust all of our current subscriptions to reflect the issues that our subscribers didn’t receive! I have kept a file folder of cheques for subscriptions that I have received and not cashed and will either return them uncashed or start them up when we do come back in print!

We have continued to publish a full Mag each Month on ISSUU and our online stats are simply remarkable and continue to rise as more readers have found us and the support for the Mag continues to grow!

I was hoping for a couple of positive things to happen during this past year that have, as yet, failed to materialize! One would be, finally settling my lawsuit in regards to my shoulder injury, which would have allowed me to alleviate some of the financial burden but, alas, it is all still in the hands of my Lawyers and they continue to grind it through the whole legal process! That adventure continues, as does my financial woes!

We have determined that when we do come back in print we will have to make some basic changes to our business model! We will be charging $2.00 for a copy of the Mag and subsequently will be changing our distribution system as well!

We will be paring back on our normal delivery routes and having the Mags go to select spots where the sales can be conducted instead of just dropping off bundles! We will be expanding our distribution to include retail outlets such as variety stores and other businesses who have existing magazine stands or a place to accommodate a small magazine stand!

Speaking of racks and stuff I was fortunate enough to source out a small quantity of plastic, FREE, (You just don’t often see the word “free” associated with what you need when you need it! I was quick to load up my trailer and head down to pick them up!) free-standing magazine racks that used to be used for distribution of real estate publications and am going to modify them in terms of graphics and stuff and repurpose them to suit our needs!

I’ve also enlisted the help of some old friends, Dave and Kyle McGee at Plastix Fantastic up in Alliston, to fix these up with locking collection boxes for coins and to custom design and manufacture some small racks that can fit on a counter or bar! This will allow us to not only, better The Rider’s Mag - Page 6

monitor our distribution but offset some of our costs as well! This additional income will allow us to keep the print addition alive in a business climate that has seen many other publications either fold or switch to being strictly online and keep our advertising rates competitive and attractive as advertising revenue is what allows us to exist!

At the urging of several friends, I reluctantly started a Go Fund Me Account and it has seen some muchappreciated support! Also, I had been hoping that someone might be interested in buying into The Riders Mag, but so far that hasn’t transpired either! We continue to plug ahead and try new things to stay afloat and we will eventually succeed!

Our new website is still a work in progress but should be ready to go soon! It is labour intensive and puts additional strain on our crew have also fallen victim to hard times (Yeah, if I paid them it would help!) and work through their own problems while helping me through with mine!

We struggle along together! It seems to prove the old adage; “Misery loves company!” But they are all hanging in, doing what they can, when they can, but we are all determined to make this thing work!

I haven’t been able to get out to as many events as I would like as I’m busy trying to work through crap and that really pisses me off!

I apologize to The Black Hawks MC for not attending their always fantastic Show and Shine! This has been a mainstay event for me for the last bunch of years and I really felt bad about not getting there!

I have managed to swing in for a brief stop at the Brothers of the Blade CH for their Off-Road Party and Halloween Bash only because they are close to me and on my way home!

I feel bad also that I wasn’t able to get out to Teach’s from the AOA funeral as he was a great guy and we had many great conversations over the years but time is not my friend! The same for the Bacchus Swap Meet and a number of other events! If you didn’t see me there, I apologise!

Some things are inevitable like death and taxes! The taxman already takes his pound of flesh and death is always waiting just around the corner! He claimed a few more recently and I can only write about those I hear about! If someone from the Biker World, who is near and dear to you passes on, please send me an email or call with particulars and a picture with the pertinent information and I will put it in the GBNF page! I hear of guys and gals from our World dying sometimes long after the fact! We do try, but don’t always have the time and/or resources to run down the info!

Carl (Cyberbiker) Dobson – AKA Wizard (Among other things!) July 13, 1959 – Oct. 28. 2018 As many of you readers are aware, Carl did the original Website for The Riders Mag, long before former owner JR had any interest, whatsoever, in anything to do with the internet! He also set up the Facebook page for the Mag and was the guy to talk to about anything to do with computers! When my Facebook page and computer shit got hacked I asked Carl for advice and he quickly got me through it and out the other side with no real harm done!

Carl loved bikes and biker events and was a permanent and very visible fixture in the campgrounds in Port Dover and it was like he had his own little Friday the 13th Village there! He was a biker through and through, along with being a true stand up guy, loyal friend and dedicated family man! He was a true friend and solid individual (Individual is the operative word and accurate description of the man!) who loved trucking, working and riding on hot cars, motorcycles and partying and made a lot of friends and influenced a lot of folks on his way through life!

It is with much sadness and a heavy heart that I bring the news to those who don’t already know of Carl’s passing! We weren’t tight, I don’t believe we ever rode together and didn’t spend tons of time together but somehow, we made a connection and if I needed advice he was there ready, willing and able to help! I imagine that he formed many a bond with many a person as he made his way through life! He was that kind of a person!

I was aware that Carl has been having health issues for quite some time, as I have followed his posts and adventures on Facebook for quite some time! I read, with great interest, about his many endeavors (Mostly involving things automotive!), and exploits and marvelled at his ability to turn out some really fantastic projects! He also shared his ongoing health issues on there as well and I, along with countless other friends, family and others who cared, awaited the outcomes of various procedures, operations, tests, appointments and whatever else the multitude of Medical practitioners, and specialists had devised and put on his to do list or whatever hoop they figured that they could get him to jump through next or what other indignation or torture that they could put him through, on his simple quest for a little more time on this Planet!

A little more time was all that he was able to purchase! As on Oct. 28, 2018, Cyberbiker cashed in his chips here on Earth, mounted his Cyberbike and put his knees in the breeze one more time and went off to shake things up into the wherever and explore whatever cyberspace had to offer!

GBNF – RIP – L&R Mike (Casanova) Ferreira – The Brotherhood MC Nov. 30, 1959 – Nov. 9, 2018 Casanova was a character to say the very least!

I honestly don’t know how long I have known him, but it has been a while, and probably, since he came on board with the Brotherhood MC! Our interactions weren’t all that frequent as we both lived different lives and while we travelled in the same circles, our paths didn’t always intersect, but when we did get together, usually at the Brotherhood’s Annual event, the love and respect always seemed mutual and sincere and we shared a bond!

I always enjoyed talking with him and wished that our encounters were more frequent and longer in duration! I have always trusted my gut feelings when it come to people and situations and my gut feelings about Mike always put me at ease and made me feel comfortable!

A 30-year Member of The Brotherhood MC and serving the past number of years as President, Mike’s substance, inspiration, presence, personality, perseverance, guidance, spirit and style will be sorely missed!

I absolutely loved the work he did with the microphone at the Brotherhood Bashes over the years! His performances (Yes, I would class them as performances!) were as entertaining and colourful as the games he provided commentary for, could be described as; brash, irreverent, vulgar, rude, down to earth, crass, crude any number of other things! However, one description that could ever be applied would be; politically correct! I honestly couldn’t even imagine that Mike had any concept of what politically correct looked or sounded like! If he did, he rejected it in its entirety! That, was his style!

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Mike passed away on Friday Nov. 9, 2018. He has left a huge void in the hearts and minds of his family, Wife – Deuce, Son - Michael, and many friends all his Club Brothers and sisters and anyone who had the pleasure to have known him!

RIP – L&R – GBNF The Ace’s and Eights MC 10 Anniversary and Grand Opening Party I rolled out of the driveway setting my trusty GPS to the co-ordinances provided to me and I hoped for the best!

It doesn’t fail all that often but it has been known to take me to unplanned and unwanted destinations at times!

Tonight, it was right on the money and took me to the location of the brand-new Clubhouse of The Aces and Eights Motorcycle Club who have managed to survive all the rigors, rights of passage, torments, and all the other trials and tribulations that all MC’s must endure for the past 10 Years! That in itself, is an accomplishment as I know of many that come and go as quickly as an ice cube on a hot summer day! I had come to help them celebrate and mark the occasion!

I managed to miss the driveway and drove right by, as it was dark and not clearly marked so I noted where I figured the entrance was turned around and the 2nd time was a charm! I found a parking spot, hoping that I wasn’t parking like an asshole but it was dark like I said, so I took a shot!

These are a “Class A” group of guys and as a Club, whatever they do, they do with style! What they do as a Club is representative of them all, as individuals, solid people, coming together to form a cohesive team that they call the Aces and Eights MC! They also have a great support group, made up of family, wives, girlfriends and friends in general, so I knew that this new CH would be fantastic even before stepping through the door for the The Rider’s Mag - Page 8

first time!

I was blown away from what I discovered! It was an incredible use of space and decorated in a style typical of what this MC has become known for! There was lots of room and I know that these guys will put it all to good use!

I received a warm greeting from all as I entered and made my rounds trying to get to everyone and I shook plenty of hands and hugged many a soul as I worked my way towards the bar! Someone, I’m not sure who, but he was friendly, as well as thoughtful, slapped an ice cold Tall boy of 50 (Ice cold because it has probably been on ice since my last visit to their CH! I told you these are a classy bunch!) in my hand as I worked my way around the room!

I was setting up for some pictures of this great place and all the great people that were here to help this crew celebrate and commemorate the occasion when I discovered to my dismay and utter embarrassment that my camera wasn’t working! (Just step into the, now, somewhat sweaty and sometimes uncomfortable boots of a Rotund, Roving Reporter for a moment, so that you can somewhat appreciate the shock, horror and embarrassment that I felt at this moment!) having the Ever-Tantalizing and always Terrific Tanya Arrowsmith and her equally handsome partner in crime, Scott, perfectly posed and framed in my view finder! I have guys rushing around to get all of the members of several clubs getting the guys ready for a series of group shots! Other guys making frantic calls on their phones encouraging their members that were on there way to hurry because I was taking pictures that would go into the annuls of Biker History! I pushed the button on my usually trustworthy Nikon and ……nothing! No click! No flash! No image!

Fuck!!! I felt like Gru (Despicable me!) when the Minions came out with the Fart gun instead of the Dart gun, or Wiley Coyote when his ACME choice of item once again failed to work as planned and was about to be squished by a huge boulder! I quickly consult my Rotund Roving Reporter handbook and jump into full on damage control mode! (Wherein; you display really shocked embarrassed look, glare at camera, shake camera, take battery out and put it back in at 30 second intervals, several times, shake camera, throw it on the floor, stomp on it with right foot then left foot, pick it up, raise camera again, push button, shake it several more times, utter a few choice curse words, shrug of the shoulders, weak smile, apologise profusely, raise camera again, push button! Double fuck!!!

Repeat! Repeat! Go directly into smile, shrug, slink away maneuver!

I tried all the tricks I knew to get it going but, to no avail!

It out and out refused to work! It gave me some error message like; E-5 that might as well just have said “Fuck you, it probably just needs a cleaning again you Moron!

I should point out that while I do tend to put my cameras through Hell, not purposely, mind you, and I do expect a lot in return! The camera shops should understand that I do have very distinct demands, needs requirements and expectations of my equipment and it must be up to the tasks at hand! My cameras need to be able to take a beating and survive the rigors of being utilized in a Rotund, Roving Reporter’s Arsenal! It must survive being hauled around in a beer box, saddle bag or slung around a neck in situations that can range from rutted fields and streams, rocky passes and chasms back roads, cow paths

and bunny trails, extreme cold to hotter than the gates of Hell and everything and anything in between! Hurricanes, tornadoes, sprinkles, tinkles, misty rain , fog, showers or thunderstorms, lightning strikes or enemy fire, Tasers, Lasers, bullets, torpedoes or direct hits from disgusting dirty, wet, heavy duty farts! It needs to survive, dust, snow, rain, sleet and all the other cruddy stuff that mother Nature or extreme Mother fuckers can throw at me on a regular basis!

It also must stand up to all kinds of hugs! Little friendly girly hugs where the lady smells so fine to Big nasty hugs where it smells more like turpentine or worse, gentle hugs, manly hugs, friendly hugs and hugs with the intent to squeeze the life out of me, being crushed against big boobs, little boobs, huge boobs and absolutely enormous boobs as well as big hairy guy boobs!

Then there is the spillage test, as it must endure spillage and slops of beer, whiskey, rum, vodka, tequila, gin, wine and occasionally moonshine! Slobber, snot, puke and other fluids that can’t be named in this family rated magazine!

I guessed that this camera had gone well past it’s limit on the camera abuse scale and just wasn’t going to work!

I will once again take it back to the nice folks at Nikon and the crew in the special Hazmat suits will come out and will once again pick it up with that special pair of tongs and they will place it and seal it in that special lead lined box once again and take it off to be cleaned and disinfected! They always shed a tear when I come in to pick it up again! I don’t understand why they shed a tear as I leave with it, or why there is a picture of it on the wall of cameras that have gone above and beyond the call of duty!

But back to my dilemma! Damn! I can’t even get away with faking it, (Where in you raise the camera make a clicking noise and scurry away!) because there was no fucking flash!

I had lots of work to do back at the office and I had to be up early the next morning to cover another event so I wandered off early, as is my custom, just as the party was getting going! The big room was and the fabled Aces and Eights Hospitality would once again be put to the test and once again prove to be more than capable of being up to the task! This Club deserves and gets tons of respect from other MC, s and many supporters!

I hear that they had a huge turnout and the party was a complete success!

Congratulations guys on 10 Years and I wish you the best for a lot of Years to come!

L&R it was an honour!

The Peterborough Swap Meet Accompanying me today would be my buddy Dangerous Doug and his ever-lovely lady, Flo! It was a cold morning with intermittent snow flurries that seemed to worsen as we got closer to Peterborough!

We had allowed time for breakfast and arrived at the venue early but it was already bustling with vendors and early risers anxious to find good deals on parts, accessories and anything motorcycle related! There were

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every year! I saw some familiar faces who had come in from the Windsor area and when you get folks from that far afield when they have ready access to events South of the Border you know it has to be good!

People were buying even before many of the vendors were fully set up!

I know some vendors who leave with more than they came with and seem to just exchange stuff that they didn’t want for stuff that they do want! It is recycling at it’s finest!

We made our way through and having brought an actual working camera with me, I was able to actually get some pictures!

I saw lots of familiar faces along the way, My buddies from Recycled Gear, Gord, from Black Gold Leather up in Newmarket, our girl

Gypsy Hugs out with her new line of blinged out bandanas and other assorted stuff!

Sean McCooey from the famous Fort Erie Swap Meet was there promoting that event and Big Josh and some of the Crew from Classy Chassis had taken some space and were happily selling some of their merchandise! Swap Meet Sue (Stitch) who handles our line of Riders Mag Swag and provides coverage for us at all the various events around the Province had a great display of her wares alongside Krazzy Doug of Bobcaygeon Bikefest who had lots to tell me about what they have going on at the Bikefest this year!

The biker community is large, connected and intertwined and I sometimes forget, or lose track of how or truly appreciate the extent of those connections! This past weekend Tamara “Hardcore” Maine’s name came up in conversation or was brought to mind several times!

Tamara lost her life this past summer in a motorcycle accident! She was paid tribute to here in The Riders Mag by myself and others! There were benefits for her in support of her Daughter then and rides are still being arranged by people who loved her, from all over the Province as she was as well travelled as she was loved and respected! She was true to herself and to her friends and loved ones! I was reminded of this by Vanessa from Pushrods Performance Cycle in Oshawa! She had a donation box set out on their table to collect donations for Tamara’s daughter and is organizing a commemorative ride next year to honour The Rider’s Mag - Page 10

Tamara’s memory and legacy! It brings true meaning to Gone But Not Forgotten! Words that have meaning and substance to those who truly say what they mean and mean what they say! L&R Fast Fred Hale and Family are a fixture at this event and have supported it since it’s inception! It is this type of loyalty to an event such as this that makes it what it is and carry it forward makes it a must attend event for those who are serious about motorcycles!

I managed to pick up some great items at some really great prices as did Doug and flow! I got to socialize with some great folks whom I haven’t seen for a while and spend some time doing what I love to do! We left fairly early as I still had tons of stuff to do to get this in the next issue that was due out in a couple of days!

We loaded up our bounty and headed for home! Congratulations Larry on another great event! See you in the Spring March 31, 2019 (Tentatively scheduled) at the same great venue!)

We are getting down to the nitty gritty now, and we are doing everything we can to get back in print before the year’s end and stay there! Please support the businesses that advertise in the Riders Mag as they are who makes it possible for us to do this for you!

Later…………………………Critter

Yeah Chief, they claim they are a real religion registered online as the Church of Bubba! Got accredited as Reverends too! They say that their headgear is one of their sacred rights! It’s just baseball caps wrapped in orange ribbons!

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Santa Claus is Coming to Hogtown...

Saturday December 1st 10am - 3 pm

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Mary shouted back, “No, but I will for the faucet.” **************************************************** How can you tell you’re getting old?

When you sit down on a chair and sit on your own balls! ************ Why is it when a girl sleeps with a bunch of guys, she’s a slut?

But when a guy does it, all of a sudden he’s gay? ************ There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer’s research. This means that by 2040, there should be a large elderly population with perky tits and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them. ************ I spent a couple of hours defrosting the fridge last night, or “foreplay,” as she likes to call it. ************ Today is my baby girl’s 18th birthday. I be so glad that this be my last child support payment! Month after month, year after year, all those payments!

So I call my baby girl, LaKeesha, to come to my house, and when she get there, I say: “Baby girl, I want you to take this check over to yo momma house and tell her this be the last check she ever be gettin’ from me, and I want you to come back and tell me the ‘spression on yo mama’s face.”

So, my baby girl take the check over to her momma.

I be anxious to hear what she say, and bout the ‘spression on her face.

Baby girl came back and walk through the door, I say, “Now what yo momma say ‘bout that?”

She say to tell you that “you ain’t my daddy” ...and watch the ‘spression on yo face. ************ A husband walks into Victoria’s Secret to purchase a sheer negligee for his wife. He is shown several possibilities that range from $250 to $500 in price -- the sheerer, the higher the price. Naturally, he opts for the sheerest item, pays the $500, and takes it home.

He presents it to his wife and asks her to go upstairs, put it on, and model it for him.

Upstairs the wife thinks (she’s no dummy), ‘I have an idea. It’s so sheer that it might as well be nothing. I won’t put it on, but I’ll do the modeling naked, return it tomorrow, and keep the $500 refund for myself.’

She appears naked on the balcony and strikes a pose.

The husband says, ‘Good Grief! You’d think for $500, they’d at least iron it!

He never heard the shot. The funeral is on Thursday at Noon, closed coffin. ************

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promoting and representing Desiree’s Ride, and it’s coming my way. I’ll keep you posted on this one for next year. I expect it to be huge.

Well, it’s officially winter, and it sucks. Mike has placed our precious babies into their bedroom for the winter, and I’ve gone off into hibernation mode. I don’t like cold. As a matter of fact, I bitch about it, loudly. I know, I know, you live in Canada, blah blah blah. I love the snow, I love the icicles on the trees.

What I don’t love, is the blistering cold that has one’s nose almost freezing shut kinda cold that I can kindly do without. Not to mention, I’m not graceful on the driest of days. Throw some ice and snow in there, and it’s entertaining…for you!

Some ways we pass the time is hockey!!! Leafs (and Marlies to be exact) Hey!!! You can’t stop reading this just cause I mentioned the blue and white! You can however, rib me on it on fb! Lol Recently we went to a game, and there was a young man there who had a learning disability. He introduced himself as Hudson, and even though we were at a Belleville Sens hockey game, he couldn’t be more excited about my 2016 Leafs draft hat! So, I asked him to switch hats with me. He could not have been more thrilled (he even asked about my jersey but I was NOT leaving the game topless!!!!!)

I scored his hat, which was a Manchester hat (check out the pic). It was pretty cool actually. Found out later though, that my Leafs 2016 Draft hat (when we obtained Auston Matthews) was no longer available. Panic I did, but the only remaining one in existence was found in Alliston, and family and friends helped me to get this hat in my paws again (after all, it was my favourite one)

Um, The Toronto motorcycle show is coming in January. Now, I can’t wait for this. I plan on being there Friday and Saturday, and if you bring me warm beer nuts, I will love you..briefly, but I will love you. Lemme clarify, BEER nuts, gawd you folks are exhausting with your dirty minds. (Please, keep the thoughts coming, it’s how I get through my days lol) Honestly, Christmas is coming!!!

Ooh, Christmas.

Now, Mike and I don’t buy each other gifts, but occasionally I do get a treat by way of motorcycle parts. This year, I’m looking for a Jessica Rabbit mileage gauge (I got pics if you need it) and a new Derby cover. Not for you to buy me, but if you see them, shoot a message my way. Why these things you ask? Well mine mileage gauge ad derby cover currently have so much bling on it that it’s like I’m on Dance Fever (or Staying Alive)!!! And by the way, I would totally rock that white, large lapel suit!!!!

Ok, moving on!

Recently you may have noticed that the mag hasn’t been in print. I am grateful that our advertisers have been patient through the many transitions taking place. Our readers as well, have been asking about it, and have gone on to find our online version with Issuu. The Riders Mag has a webpage and the website is also just about ready to go. The changes are exciting, but there’s one more change…. the cost of the mag.

As you know, it’s been free forever, but with times a-changing, this too needs to change. Costs for a free mag can cripple anyone, and I’m hoping that a mere $2 (which everyone has in their pocket for a Timmes beverage) is worth the cost to continue with this biker tradition.

There is also a go-fund me page floating around with our main man Critter in the pic! Many have been on and pledged, and I hope that you may do the same.

On that little note, I’d like to ask you, our readers, your thoughts on what you’d like to see more of. I’m on fb and my email is below, but you my fine friends, will be what makes this bigger and better.

Oh, and Dave Rusk joined us recently and he brings with him a little bit of sporty flavour to our mag. Plus, he’s quite a good writer if I may say.

So now we look forward to all the bike shows, swap meets etc (indoor of course, please see above) that takes place over this ‘all for shit’ cold season. We did catch up with some friends at the Peterborough Swap Meet, met up with some folks that we see out riding from time to time, but one of my girlfriends was there, selling her biker jewellery. I mention her for two reasons: 1. I bought something. A cool black bracelet. 2: This girl helps in The Rider’s Mag - Page 16

Don’t forget our advertisers. These folks have helped keep our mag in your sticky little fingers and thumbs for so long now. They deserve our love. Brass Pole Motorcycle Accessories, Jennie’s Custom Leather and Sinful Delight Boutique being some of my personal favourites. Oh, the bike show can’t come soon enough and since we don’t exchange gifts, I’m hoping to shop at some of these fine booths cause, well…Mike gets something out of it too. It’s

only fair lol Now I’m working on a couple of things that I would like to start including in my article. One, is the article feature on one of our Vets. I think that they deserve to be remembered all year round, not just when 11/11 comes around. I plan on featuring one in each article, some Vets that are still with us and some Vets that have passed on, but I’d like to share a pic and a small note on their story. I’ve got a big heart for this guys and gals cause if not for them, I would not get the privileges that I do today.

Second is the lady features. I’d like to feature women of every background in each article.

Again, a pic, and a little write-up cause we have quite a following of lady riders and man do they put on the kms (miles) on their rides! Plus, this little group that I’ve been following (Windsisters, on fb, check it out) has now gone international. We’re talking Brazil, Australia, PEI, Slovenia, Ireland, Denmark!!! So, I figured that I’d feature some of our ladies from all over the world!

They’re excited about it!

Ladies, submit your pics to me via email. This is an exciting thing that I’d like to make happen, but I’ll need you to do it. Men, you’re gonna like this cause…well, some of the pics that I’ve been getting. I can’t imagine now that this is happening, what more is going to be coming my way.

I leave you now with this, I’ll try to help keep you informed on things by posting them on my FB page at L’il Red “The Riders Mag” Central and Eastern Ontario. You can also catch me by email at lilred@theridersmag.com. Got an event coming, hook me up with the details. It’s that easy.

Luv ya!

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Father Sparrow came home from a long day’s work looking very disheveled, feathers all awry. Mother Sparrow asked with some alarm, “What happened to you?”

Father Sparrow answered, “Terrible business. On my way home I got mixed up in a badminton game.” ************ “Once again.” What the hell does that even mean?

I never understood why people use that during a speech. They usually use it when saying something like, “Once again we are gathered to witness another blabbering blabbity-doo.”

“Once Again” is an oxymoron, is it not? It’s part of the tradition of putting two terms together that have no business being anywhere near each other.

You may remember such classics as... jumbo shrimp, deafening silence, military intelligence, sweet sorrow, organized chaos, Icy Hot, non-dairy creamer, mutual differences, mandatory options and head butt. ************ What happened when a dog sneaked into the flea circus?

He stole the whole show.

Which knight makes pottery?

Sir Ramics.

Which knight figures problems out?

Sir Mise.

Why do mermaids wear seashells?

Because B-shells are too small and D-shells are too big. ************ A wife commented, “When we were first married, you took the small piece of steak and gave me the larger. You don’t love me any more....”

“Nonsense, darling,” replied the husband, “you cook better now.” ************ What did the {insert your favorite ethnic here} do when he heard that most accidents happen within a mile from home?

He moved. ************ Stanley died in a fire and his body was burned pretty badly. The morgue needed someone to identify the body, so they sent for his two best deer hunting friends, Cooter and Gomer. The three men had always hunted and fished together and were long time members of the same hunting camp.

Cooter arrived first, and when the mortician pulled back the sheet, Cooter said, “Yup, his face is burned up pretty bad.

You better roll him over.” The mortician rolled him over and Cooter said, “Nope, ain’t Stanley .”

The mortician thought this was rather strange, So he brought Gomer in to confirm the identity of the body. Gomer looked at the body and said, “Yup, he’s pretty well burnt up. Roll him over.” The mortician rolled him over and Gomer said, “No, it ain’t Stanley.”

The mortician asked, “How can you tell?” Gomer said, “Well, Stanley had two ass-holes.”

“What! He had two ass-holes?” asked the mortician.

“Yup, we never seen ‘em, but everybody used to say, There’s Stanley with them two ass-holes.” ************ A chicken goes into a library, walks up to the counter, and says: “Book book book.”

The librarian decides that the chicken wants a book, so he gives the chicken a book and the chicken walks away.

About ten minutes later the chicken comes back with the book, looking a bit agitated, and saying: “Book book book.”

The librarian decides the chicken wants a different book so he takes the old book back, gives the chicken another one, and the chicken walks out the door.

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Ten minutes later the chicken comes back again, very agitated, saying: “Book book book” so quickly that it almost sounds like one word.

The chicken puts the book on the librarians desk and looks up - waiting for another one. But this time, after giving the chicken yet another book, the librarian decides to follow it to see why it keeps returning so quickly.

He follows the chicken out the door, into the park, and all the way to the pond. In the pond is a frog, sitting on a lily pad. The chicken gives the book to the the frog, and the frog says: “Reddit, Reddit, Reddit.” ************************************************** STUNNING SENIOR MOMENT A very self-important college freshman attending a recent football game took it upon himself to explain to a senior citizen sitting next to him why it was impossible for the older generation to understand his generation.

‘You grew up in a different world, actually an almost primitive one,’ the student said, loud enough for many of those nearby to hear. ‘The young people of today are much more advanced than people your age. We grew up with television, jet planes, space travel, man walking on the moon and the internet. We have cell phones, nuclear energy, electric and hydrogen cars, computers, automated manufacturing, amazing technologies, ...and,’ he paused to take another sip of beer.

The senior took advantage of the break in the student’s litany and said, ‘You’re right, son. We didn’t have those things when we were young...so we invented them. Now, you arrogant little shit, what are YOU doing for the next generation?’

The applause was resounding. ******************************************* * If you attempt to rob a bank you won’t have any trouble with rent/food bills for the next 10 years, whether or not you are successful. * Do twins ever realize that one of them is unplanned? * What if my dog only brings back my ball because he thinks I like throwing it? * If poison expires, is it more poisonous or is it no longer poisonous? * Which letter is silent in the word “Scent,” the S or the C? * Why is the letter W, in English, called double U? Shouldn’t it be called double V? * Maybe oxygen is slowly killing you and It just takes 75-100 years to fully work. * Every time you clean something, you just make something else dirty - The word “swims” upside-down is still “swims”.

- Intentionally losing a game of rock, paper, scissors is just as hard as trying to win.

- 100 years ago everyone owned a horse and only the rich had cars. Today everyone has cars and only the rich own horses.

- Your future self is watching you right now through memories.

- The doctors that told Stephen Hawking he had two years to live in 1953 are probably dead.

- If you replace “W” with “T” in “What, Where and When”, you get the answer to each of them.

- Many animals probably need glasses, but nobody knows it.

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- If you rip a hole in a net, there are actually fewer holes in it than there were before.

- If 2/2/22 falls on a Tuesday, we’ll just call it “2’s Day”.

(It does fall on a Tuesday)**********************************

‘Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl.’ The priest asks, ‘Is that you, little Dominic Savino?’ ‘Yes, Father, it is.’

‘And who was the girl you were with?’

‘I can’t tell you, Father. I don’t want to ruin her reputation.’

“Well, Dominic, I’m sure to find out her name sooner or later so you may as well tell me now. Was it Tina Minetti?’

‘I cannot say.’

‘Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?’

‘I’ll never tell.’

‘Was it Nina Capelli?’

‘I’m sorry, but I cannot name her.’

‘Was it Cathy Piriano?’

‘My lips are sealed.’

‘Was it Rosa DiAngelo, then?’

‘Please, Father, I cannot tell you.’

The priest sighs in frustration. ‘You’re very tight lipped, and I admire that. But you’ve sinned and have to atone. You cannot be an altar boy for 4 months.

Now you go and behave yourself.’

Joey walks back to his pew, and his friend Franco slides over and whispers, ‘What’d you get?’

‘Four months-vacation and five good leads.’ IDIOTS IN SERVICE: This week, my phone went dead and I had to contact the telephone repair people. They promised to be out between 8:00 a.m. and 7:00 p.m.

When I asked if they could give me a smaller time window, the pleasant gentleman asked, “Would you like us to call you before we come?”

I replied that I didn’t see how he would be able to do that, since our phones weren’t working. He also requested that we report future outages by email.

I asked him, “Does YOUR email work without a telephone line?”

IDIOTS AT WORK: I was signing the receipt for my credit card purchase when the clerk noticed I had never signed my name on the back of the credit card. She informed me that she could not complete the transaction unless the card was

1399 8th Line of Smith, Lakefield

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signed.

When I asked why, she explained that it was necessary to compare the signature I had just signed on the receipt. So I signed the credit card in front of her. She carefully compared the signature to the one I had just signed on the receipt.

As luck would have it, they matched.

IDIOTS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD: I live in a semi-rural area. We recently had a new neighbor call the local township administrative office to request the removal of the Deer Crossing sign on our road.

The reason: “too many deer were being hit by cars” and he didn’t want them to cross there anymore.

IDIOTS IN FOOD SERVICE: My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and ordered a taco. She asked the person behind the counter for “minimal lettuce.” He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg.

IDIOT SIGHTING #1: I was at the airport, checking in at the gate when an airport employee asked, “Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge?”

To which I replied, “If it was without my knowledge, how would I know?”

He smiled knowingly and nodded, “That’s why we ask.”

IDIOT SIGHTING #2: The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it’s safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged coworker of mine when she asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind people when the light is red.

Appalled, she responded, “What on earth are blind people doing driving?!”

IDIOT SIGHTING #3: At a good-bye luncheon for an old and dear coworker who was leaving the company due to “downsizing,” our manager commented cheerfully, “This is fun. We should do this more often!” Not a word was spoken.

We all just looked at each other with that deer-in-the-headlights stare.

IDIOT SIGHTING #4 I work with an individual who plugged her power strip back into itself and for the life of her couldn’t understand why her system would not turn on.

IDIOT SIGHTING #5: When my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car, we were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the driver’s side door.

As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked. “Hey,” I announced to the technician, “It’s open!” To which he replied, “I know - I already got that side.”

NOW DON’T YOU FEEL BETTER?

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I AM AN ADDICT BROTHERS AT ODDS

By David Rusk

overrun.popandcrackle@gmail.com Entering the busy highway, the rider see’s a four lane playground and the cars and heavy trucks as nothing more then saps to be left in awe as he demonstrates his skills. The overkill of a modern sport bike is abused and using the huge rear sprocket to perform effortless stunts he risks everything. He loves his repurposed superbike and maintains it to perfection. What was left ugly and hidden behind the factory plastic this young man has spent hours tidying up with specialty parts and protecting it all with a custom crash cage and 12 o’clock bar.

Although young he has practiced skills that shame others but selfish and convinced of his greatness he has yet to feel the pain that surely follows such flagrant behavior. Today he wears minimal gear confident that skill will save him and boasts of his ability. He rides fast.

Turning onto the twisty road he see’s the single lane as his playground and the sporadic traffic as not only a danger but as locals, who worry about the threat of speeding motorcycles. He uses the overkill of the powerful machine and the large rear sprocket makes for effortless acceleration. He loves his bike and maintains it in perfect condition. It is purpose built to race and so hides ugly beneath its sleek skin but to him the precise utilitarianism is beautiful.

In his 50’s he has practiced skills that shame others and today wears leather and armour in case his abilities can not save him. Humbled by his selfishness and stupidity early on, he wears road rash and the surgeons scar as a warning and quietly offers honest advice. He rides fast.

Two very different riders and yet they are brothers, filled with the passion that grips us all. Looking back, my freshman years were filled with craziness that should have seen me dead but through it all I always felt the fear of consequence, the respect and I just don’t see that in some riders today. Would you stop for the law even if escape was possible? and if no, would you feel guilt? The facts and history prove that rule of law is what maintains a civil society.

Insidiously, the fall begins with the small things like disobedience and if left unguarded the completely off the rails stuff waits for us down the road. Focus on the long trend and then that “bikelife” rider who flips off the cop while doing a fourth gear stand up will seem a little more whacked then the previous iteration. Increasingly, morals and values decline and corruption, urban decay and lawlessness go up and well, the Romans let debauchery loose and it didn’t work out so well.

While in the publics view maturity rules his right hand but once free of the scrutiny he stands on the pegs and clutches it up in second. There is no one to be impressed or to be put at risk, except him. The front touches down crossed up and a soft giggle applied with full throttle calms the bars as demerit points read on the digital speedo.

Taught the hard way he practices slow in and fast out making the entry easy and so it was no bother when the approaching car appeared midblind corner. A simple roll off the gas brings him back to sane and sliding onto the seat he waves at the old couple passing by.

Momentary distraught vanishes as they smile back at him and with a glint of jealously in their eyes, flash past with no harm done.

“Nothing can stop me!” the other yells triumphantly into the wind and expertly pushes the left bar to adjust for the lane split and that’s when the car swerves, it’s too late. A flicker of confusion and anger and then a blinding flash as the end comes, full stop. It happened so fast. In The Rider’s Mag - Page 22

control and bursting with life a moment before, now an empty shell slides under the truck to begin the mayhem and innocent people are changed forever. His skill did not save him.

At more then double the posted limit he pressured the rearsets and tipped into the bumpy and blind corner and then in a blink, he knew it all. The hidden driveway and the car already halfway onto the road. The 20% leeway he kept for escape, the Sun’s glint on a bumper that passed just inches from his leg and the rush of life as the shocked cager disappeared in his mirrors. It happened so fast and skill saved me.

You Harley and cruiser pilots have a stupid ability to smash the law too and us sport bikers well, we’ll just stand over here against the wall and keep our mouth shut. Its not the letter of the law you see but the respect that judges its purpose, the overarching guide to our virtue system.

Yes, we speed and wheelie, we race and show off. We blurt down mainstreet riding a crest of torque and all the crazy and stupid that’s imaginable but our respect can grant us these things. There is a growing sub-culture among us who operate outside societies law and blatantly endanger innocent people. Siggy Freud would be impressed with these modern day loon’s as they relinquish control to the Id and stomp on civility and respect.

This column space is about a million words short of reaching into the dark rabbit hole that is humanity but traits like respect and regard for what is right are hand holds at the precipice, so hold tight.

The paramedic stood transfixed, staring at him as the living pleaded for help. Deep inside something broke and she turned from the horror that was once a young motorcyclist and forced herself back to work. Her nightmare vault was almost full and struggling to shut the door she became the final victim of his disrespect.

“Contact Critter and see what he says, send him some samples.” I sat on Li’lil Reds words of advice for some time because, well honestly The Riders Mag seemed far outside of my realm. As the days rolled by and I thought about what motorcycles really are and wrote about it, I decided to contact him. Regardless of what we choose to ride and the persona we live emotion, wants, rewards and sensations are what drives us. Leather with a full patch or leather with sponsors and a race number, it matters not because inside where we keep our secret stuff, we are the same.

As you will find out, my mind is a chaotic place full of words, where letters and pictures jostle and mix in a ball of confusion. As they fight to align and make a coherent escape they sometimes speed faster then my mouth can speak and then some real dumb shit blurts out. First impressions and opportune moments have gone horribly wrong. It turns out the delay of distance between a mad mans mind and his fingers is longer then to his mouth, so now I write. It seems to work out. A need to improve and to perfect the craft of riding, to understand and help my brethren. I love the design and the mechanics of our machines but where I live is in the fuzzy world of physics and psychology.

The fine points fascinate me. How the front brake collapses the forks to decrease the rake and trail, quickening the steering. How dragging the rear brake keeps the weight forward as you delicately trade front brake for lean angle.

The control of our minds and our eyes to conquer the monster of fear and panic, which is the key to everything. The beautiful feeling of reigning in and guiding the uncontrollable forces with a gentle push on a handlebar and a caress to a lever. How it can all turn sideways in an instant and why it did.

Critter is planning on a departure for the magazine, widening the road if you will and has welcomed me onboard to helm a new section where I will share my thoughts on both the soft science of riding and the hardware.

Whether you fill your craving in with inches or centimeters, what you will discover here will be universal. Read my words and know that as I wrote them I laughed and I cried. I felt the wind and the chilling cold of a sudden rain storm, the sublime rush of the tires slip at the edge of traction. Know that like you, I was born to ride.

Included in this expansion will be a column of mine along with…well, I’ll figure that out soon enough. Last month I admitted my motorcycle addiction with an introduction column titled Cycle of Addiction and in between those words about two wheels hides another truth but its old and almost forgotten.

This new metric / sport(ier) bike section is just one road that Critter is hoping to ride now and yes, I do ride a sport bike, although 1000 cc of V-Twin grunt powers it. Truly into my 50’s now and with over 35 years on the road and track, I strive to maintain the respect that mature sport bike riders deserve. Like the assumptions some people make when they hear that group of loud Harley’s and see the patches and (from their eyes) the scary outlaw bikers, metric riders can face the same misunderstandings.

Fear and Loathing, to quote one of the greats and the unknown…and jealousy I suppose, too. And A-hole idiots on both sides who undermine the truth.

I began this month’s column after the disgusting antics of these so called “Bikelife” riders on the highways around Toronto but to me, to us, Bikelife means the opposite of what those idiots believe. Respect for the brotherhood, be it the 1%’ers or the sport bike riders. The respect that judges the laws purpose and the respect of our machines. Maturity and a want to uphold the bikers image and a regard for the innocent, the ones who judge us.

I talk of sport bikes and yet the same is happening among many of you, the “other side”, if you will. Different players and different clowns but it is the same shit, insults to the purity of who we are.

So, hello.

My name is David and I am a two wheeled addict, just like you.

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I AM AN ADDICT STRANGE DAYS

By David Rusk

overrun.popandcrackle@gmail.com Muted sunlight filters through the high clouds and is slow to dry the pavement. I flash through the shadows of the bare forest and with every passing kilometer, every change in temperature and new smell, déjà vu peaks through the keyholes.

There is something special about a beautiful day in November and if you find yourself in a place or doing an activity that stirs your soul then the past just may unlock the doors to your mind.

This day, my strange day was full of old friends riding alongside and deeper still, a youth spent exploring days just like this one with a gun or fishing rod in hand. Buried memories coaxed back into the light of a warm autumn day.

Riding slow enough to free the brain power I allow the past to mix with the here and now, I let the strangeness flow in.

Maybe it’s the weird light as the world tilts towards winter that threatens us as bikers. Maybe, as we seize any suitable day to ride and as the end closes in, we try to soak in the feelings. The whole deal brings the strange, the bare trees and forest floor blanketed in the dry orange of fallen leaves. How the wind creeks the timber reminiscent of a wooden ship tacking against the gathering storm. The birds flocking under the dull sun, preparing to vanish and the sound of the world changes, seeming more hollow.

Crisp.

Some may see the dying in this time of year but I see a conservation, a cull. Not dying but a turning back of time, a reset.

After all, is this not what we all want in the end, to turn the clock back? I think this is what is so special about a warm November day, that elusive ingredient that makes us desperate to feel our passion of two wheels. A redo of the world where past, present and future merge into a confusing mix that we cant quite pin down.

Grasping to understand these odd days, perhaps we wish for our own redo. Perhaps its not the end of our riding season but dreams of a new one.

By the time Catchacoma passed, the infamous 507 had dried but my pace remained slow as childhood friends visited and I felt my first kiss. I rode a thousand corners with my friends and listened to their voices telling of escapades from the fringes of my memory. So long ago my mind seeks, keyed open by the magic of these days.

South of Gooderham Al stands in front of a rock cut at Green Lake road smiling at me as I ride by, a tear on his cheek. He can’t ride anymore because one warm summer evening he died on that rock. Ghosts murmur in my ear as I purposely slow my speed to remember. The smiling faces of true friends guide me through my therapy session that we call riding a motorcycle.

Regret, joy, melancholy, desires and possibilities ride with me. Yes, strange days indeed.

Everyone has it, their own escape craft. It can be literally anything that takes you away from the world and for us, its motorcycles. Combine the visceral sensations of riding with the complex things each of us hold inside and well, I have no words to describe it and if I could, it would be mine and not yours. Tailored so The Rider’s Mag - Page 24

individually, its impossible to tell anyone and convey the true meaning of what it is like for you and I to ride and remember.

We don’t need words. A knowing smile, a peace sign flashed between passing strangers or a nod of a helmeted head says it all. Our motorcycles are different, as is how we ride but the sensations transcend. The roar of the wind and engine, the bite of rubber on the road and the power. The flash of warmth by a tortured sun escaping a leaden sky at dusk and the sweet smell of summer rain. The control of our destiny and of time itself. Stir these physical aspects with our minds and memories swirl together with the present.

The whine of the gear driven camshafts

pulsed as the engine barely ticked over at idle. Click. I stayed still waiting for the world to replace the roar in my ears and admired Haliburton and its highlands far below me stretching to the horizon.

Careful not to relock them I was alone just long enough to close the doors on my past when Dave showed up. Riding a pristine BMW GS 650 he putted through Skyline parks lot and stopped behind my now cramped looking Honda racer. As he pulled his helmet off revealing a broad smile and longish silver hair I thought “Think I’m going to like this guy”. And I did.

He had the look of a local and the glow that told me today was his strange day also. We shook and he spoke first. “Dave, Dave Bathe”. My smile widened and I paused before offering mine. Its always odd meeting someone with the same name and it turned out we had a lot in common. The recent purchase of our bikes, how a yearning demanded we buy them, obstacles be damned. The fact that we both had been on hiatus from our shared passion, although him much longer then I. Now retired, Dave told me he had worked for the same company that I contracted to and how we both grew to hate the monthly 2000 mile commute. Strange meeting Dave on my strange day.

Our first bikes and first tip overs, childhood friends and lost riding companions, Dave and I let our memories ebb and flow. As we stood in the stark beauty of Ontario’s boreal forest and talked, every time we paused it was with a comfortable vibe and we smiled and remembered in the silence. We shared snippets of our past that came visiting as we rode and we agreed that no matter how rough and confusing life gets, riding filters it all out leaving just one conclusion and as I rode home, I understood.

Listen to the wind whispering around your helmet because it has one hell a story to tell you.

November. Shit. It’s almost time to secret our machines away and pine away for them.

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Jessie Lee’s Open -Road Experience

Hello and happy fall season you you all! We have had some frost and a few flurries down my direction but nothing like the snow you all have had in Canada already this year! Nothing puts an end to a riding season quite like the white stuff!

I was fortunate enough to cross the border back in august on 2 wheels and enjoy your magnificent country! I had no idea you folks were hiding such wonderful things up there.

Our 18 day road trip began as an Alaskan adventure and, as all good road trips do, took a few turns and ended up a British Columbia/Vancouver Island expedition. A tad over 3000 miles of pure excellence! From the time the border guard waved us through to the time they welcomed us back into the US we enjoyed Radium Springs, Kootenay National Forest, Banff, Jasper and Yoho National Parks, Watch Lake, and the southern half of Vancouver Island. I may take 2 or even 3 issues to tell you all about the highlights, mostly because I ramble too much but partly because there is so much awesomeness to speak about!

We were a bit denied on some of the scenery due to over 600 wildfires burning throughout the province creating smoke filled backdrop to many of our sights and scenes, but even so, it was spectacular! We rolled along daily with no destination or accomodations planned in

advance and never once failed to find a campsite, hotel, or adventure! Hell, tent camping on a motorcycle in a foreign country can serve as an adventure all it’s own! We had our bikes loaded down with everything from coolers to cook stoves along with our tent and blankets. I believe it was night #2 somewhere around Field BC where we discovered campgrounds fill up quickly and ended up at one with no facilities or water after a 30 minute ride to find such. This turned out to be just fine when we had an awesome set of neighbors set up right next to us from the UK. They had just finished a 15 day canoe trip and had done their fair share of motorcycling over the years. It was also convenient that they were better stocked on whiskey and wine than we were. We traded stories and plans for quite some time before finding our ways to our tents for the night. When we had gone to bed it was incredibly smokey and we were unable to see that this little campground was smack dab in the middle of 2 giant mountains….which meant we were in a big valley….which meant the morning was very cold The Rider’s Mag - Page 26

and rather wet. Not much is worse than packing up a wet tent and gear onto a bike, so we decided to leave things be and explore a road/ trail to a waterfall just a mile or so up the road. Best decision we could have made! Wapsa Falls was a splendid little hike to a not so little waterfall that just happened to be raging! Wow! What a sight! The river must have dropped around 100 feet and the spray covered the sides of the river for quite a ways… I may or may not have hopped the fence to get a picture and ended up soaking wet from it.

This morning adventure took us about 2.5 hours and we returned to camp to find things drying off nicely and ready to be strapped back onto the bikes. We stopped for some lunch and discovered both of us had spotted the road sign a ways back that said Emerald Lake.

HMMMMM I bet there is something worth seeing up there. It didn’t take long and we had completely remapped our course for the day. We left from a fantastic lunch at Truffles to find a campsite for the night before they were all full again, got our tent set up and hopped on the old BMW just in time to watch them put up the no vacancy sign at the entrance, timing is everything! Down the road we rolled to Emerald Lake. Turns out there was much more than just a lake at the end of the road there. We also found Hamilton Falls and Natural Bridge.

The lake was every bit as lovely as Lake Louise but not quite as crowded. The name says it all, Emerald was definitely the color of the water. On our walk back to the bike we spotted a sign for Hamilton Falls, I am a waterfall fanatic and have hiked hundreds of miles over the years to find them so of course this was a “must do” type situation. Off into the woods we went for what was marked as a .5 km trail, I had no way to measure but I believe it was more like a full km or farther before we found it. I would have walked 3 times that had I known what I was about to discover! Tucked back into some amazingly curved and layered rocks was a single rushing stream of about 30 feet pounding down into a pool filled with colorful rocks. This area just kept getting more amazing by the minute, and we had thought we were leaving when we rolled out of the tent that morning, silly us!

We hiked our way back down to the bike and rolled down the hill to the sign for Natural Bridge. This also did not disappoint! The parking lot was practically on top of the awesomeness mother nature had created there. We walked over and there were pathways going off in all directions out onto the rocks and over top of the swiftly flowing river. Again, oh what a magnificent sight!

By the time we rolled down from all of these new found treasures it was getting close to dinner time and starting to cool off again. We stopped at the corner gas station in Field and gathered some camp food then headed up the road passed camp to see where it led before calling it a day. As it turns out it led to one of the tallest most incredible waterfalls I have ever seen in my life, Takakkaw falls. At the top of the hill was 800 feet of astounding beauty that we did not have daylight left to explore. However it was put directly on the following days to-do list in spot #1. All of this that I have rambled on about was because we decided to call it a day around a little town somewhere in the Canadian Rockies and had to go on a hunt to get a campsite for the 1st night… not all changes in plans are bad, some lead to days full of incredible adventure!

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************ A girl I know said the last time she had sex, it was like the men’s Olympic 100 meter final.

I laughed, “What? Over in 9.5 seconds?”

“No,” she said, “Eight black men and a gun.” ************ Saudi Arabia has been named to the United Nations’ Commission on Women’s Rights.

In a related story, Ireland has been named to the UN Commission on Sobriety and Tanning. ************ An elderly couple is enjoying an anniversary dinner together in a small tavern.

The husband leans over and asks his wife, “Do you remember the first time we had sex together over fifty years a go? We went behind this tavern where you leaned against the fence and I made love to you.”

“Yes,” she says, “I remember it well.”

“Ok,” he says, “How about taking a stroll round there again and we can do it for old time’s sake.”

“Oooooooh Henry, you devil, that sounds like a good idea,” she answers.

There’s a police officer sitting in the next booth listening to all this, and having a chuckle to himself. He thinks, “I’ve got to see these two old-timers having sex against a fence. I’ll just keep an eye on them so there’s no trouble.”

So he follows them. They walk haltingly along, leaning on each other for support, aided by walking sticks.

Finally they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the fence.

The old lady lifts her skirt, takes her knickers down and the old man drops his trousers. She turns around and as she hangs on to the fence, the old man moves in.

Suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the watching policeman has ever seen. They are bucking and jumping like eighteen-year-olds. This goes on for about forty minutes!

She’s yelling, “Ohhh, God!” He’s hanging on to her hips for dear life.

This is the most athletic sex imaginable. Finally they both collapse panting on the ground.

The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life that he didn’t know. After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on. The policeman, still watching thinks, that was truly amazing, he was going like a train. I’ve got to ask him what his secret is.

As the couple pass, he says to them, “That was something else. You must have been having sex for about forty minutes. How do you manage it? You must have had a fantastic life together. Is there some sort of secret?”

The old man says, “fifty years ago that wasn’t an electric fence!” ************ When Ralph first noticed that his penis was growing larger and staying erect longer, he was delighted, as was his wife. But after several weeks his penis had grown to nearly twenty inches.

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“How long will Ralph be on crutches?” the wife asked anxiously.

“Crutches? Why would he need crutches?” responded the surprised doctor.

“Well,” said the wife, “you are planning to lengthen his legs, aren’t you?” ************ A professor of mathematics sent a fax to his wife. It read: “Dear wife, you must realize that you are 54 years old, and I have certain needs you are no longer able to satisfy.

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When he arrived at the hotel, there was a faxed letter waiting for him that read as follows: “Dear husband, you, too, are 54 years old, and by the time you receive this letter, I will be at the Breakwater Hotel with the 18-year-old pool boy.

Being the brilliant mathematician you are, you can easily appreciate the fact that 18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 goes into 18. Don’t wait up.” ************ Did you here about the new Episcopal Church that just opened up?

They are so liberal that they have 6 commandments and 4 suggestions. ************ According to a new survey, about 1 in 5 dads said they feel guilty about not being present enough with their children. Then again, 1 out of 5 dads is all they could find. ************ A man got his car stuck in the mud, and a nearby farmer offered to help get it out.

The farmer hitched his horse to the car and yelled, “Pull, Sally, pull!” but the horse didn’t budge. “Pull, Buster, pull!” The horse stayed still. “Pull, Nellie, pull!”

Still nothing. Finally the farmer yelled, “Pull, Buddy, pull!” and the horse jumped into action and pulled the car right out of the mud. “Thanks very much,” said the motorist, “but if you don’t mind my asking, why’d you call your horse by the wrong name so many times?”

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“Well you see, Buddy here is blind,” said the farmer. “If he thought he was the only one pulling, he wouldn’t even try. ************ A bear walks into a bar and says, “Bartender, give me a gin ..........................................................................and tonic.”

Bartender says, “Sure, buddy, but what’s up with the long pause?”

The bear looks at his hands and say, “I dunno, my dad had them too.” ************ A man takes his Rottweiler to the vet. My dog’s cross-eyed, is there anything you can do for him?

Well, says the vet, let’s have a look at him. So he picks the dog up and examines his eyes, then checks his teeth. Finally, he says, I’m going to have to put him down.

What? cries the man, Just because he’s cross-eyed?

No, because he’s too heavy.

Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me again, asking why I didn’t do something useful with my time. “Like sitting around the pool and drinking wine is not a good thing?” I asked. Talking about my “doing-something-useful” seems to be her favorite topic of conversation. She was “only thinking of me”, she said and suggested that I go down to the Senior Center and hang out with the guys.

I did this and when I got home last night, I decided to play a prank on her.

I e-mailed her and told her that I had joined a Parachute Club. She replied, “Are you nuts? You are 78 years old and now you’re going to start jumping out of airplanes?”

I told her that I even got a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her.

She immediately telephoned me and yelled, “Good grief, Mom, where are your glasses?!

This is a Membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club.” “Oh man, I’m in trouble again,” I said, “I really don’t know what to do. I signed up for five jumps a week!!”

The line went quiet and her friend picked up the phone and said that my daughter had fainted. Life as a Senior Citizen is not getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun. ************************************* Dearest Dad, I am coming home to get married soon, so get your check book out. I’m in love with a boy who is far away from me.

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This astrology has been written in “Quin-trains” meaning there are five lines to the divination. The fifth line will reveal the answer to the other 4 lines.

There are 13 twisted spokes in creation of my wheel I use instead of the common 12.

Since this wheel is created this way, this allows the reader to approach the wheel in 2 ways. As each sign represents a spoke in the wheel, you can read either what your own spoke has to say or read what all the spokes have to say to share a visual to the whole picture. See how all the spokes complete your wheel. The 13th spoke is what I call the “Dath Spoke” It is the spoke that binds all other spokes together, so you can see exactly what wheel(s) you’re using for your ride. Consider it having extra rubber for extra mileage.

Aries: Scorpio: The time is now and not by another Entwined in a sensual dance Ready your stance for here comes the other Leave your worries alone and romance Friend or foe, respect is understood Find what you love above all others Experience is given you great wood For it was a gift to you by your mothers Now is the time to be a sister or brother This pleasure will give you your greatest stance Taurus: Sagittarius: A watchful eye watches over you You sit by yourself, pondering all about For your inner secrets have been true Quietly building the voice to shout The protection is for your own good Maybe it’s your heart that needs to speak It’s about where you’ve been and stood All those bent up emotions want to leak The maiden became cloaked and even knew Do nothing and spend the next 30 days in a pout Gemini: Capricorn: When you look from above you see all Shazam, and just like that, you’re a path This is so you don’t hurt yourself and fall Take that power in, now do the math Piece together the image that you see A long awaited sign is here For its truth be known will set you free Now is no time to show any fear Become the head in seat is what is expected in call Prepare yourself now, embrace it, then bath Cancer: Aquarius: Your place maybe quiet and alone Are you the iron horse, or standing like the tin man It’s you purpose at the moment, so don’t moan Forget the rust or are you stuck taking a tan You will find your peace in the wait The horizon is forth and back Forget your troubles, do not bait Travel by the light, arrive in the black The true self shall emerge, but not by phone Great determination needed, not a fan Leo: The battle cry is sounded and now the fight Remember it is you who is in the right Lay down or aside those who stand in your way Which one, the pen or the sword shall they sway Strength and wisdom gather those in might Virgo: If they build it, you shall watch and wait What you don’t want is to create some bait All is important, don’t you know They will build it and it will show It shall prize you as you prize it, remember fate Libra: It will take both sides of you to look Together both sides to bind a book Now, off the fence you go True to yourself you know A union finally struck is what you took

Pisces: There’s a picture you have in mind Once you finish, fortunately you’ll find More than a memory, more than just ink A memory or past, present and future to link Wishes do come true, especially if they are kind Dath Spoke: A brood of mind and thought You should know better you ought Days and nights will pass as does time But they return in order as created in rhyme Patience is rewarded as peace is sought

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Milwaukee-Eight Oil Pump Issues III of IV Harley describes a sometimes problem in Milwaukee Eight engines by the term sumping. H-D defines sumping as “when an excessive amount of oil is suspended in the crankcase and the flywheel must travel through the oil, resulting in a loss of power or a high degree of engine braking and potential engine component damage with extended use under these conditions.”

I believe I have a variety of environmentally forbidden solutions. There is also a major redesign and thus untenable way out. Further, I have one acceptable and viable resolution to the engine braking and sumping issues.

Engine braking and sumping can plague a MilwaukeeEight engine that is ridden at higher, consistent rpm in any gear and/or has had high performance work done to it. Specifically, The high performance work referred to by H-D is the Stage IV performance enhancements.

However this problem can result from any performance modification that increases engine displacement (size) or encourages higher rpm riding. However, we should also understand that the 107 cubic inch engine is almost the same size as the previous biggest H-D engine, the CVO 110. The current 114 cubic inch engine is the largest production engine in Harley history. Harley’s 1929 to 2006 engines range from a mere 45 cubic inches to 61, 74, 80, and 88 cubic inches ... all from very small to not that big when compared to the new Milwaukee-Eight 107 and 114 cubic inch beasts.

I mention this because larger engines have bigger swept volumes, which can easily contribute to engine braking/sumping. Swept volume refers the area the pistons travel in their bores from Bottom Dead Center (BDC) to Top Dead Center (TDC). Swept volumes equal the engine’s cubic inches or the metric equivalent in cubic centimeters (cc) when the engine is at rest. Once the pistons begin movement swept volume increases relative to the rpm (revolutions per minute). This is how the size of the engine relates to higher rpm in terms of swept volume. The increase in engine size as with the Milwaukee-8’s also increases the static (at rest) swept volume to aggravate the same conditions as riding in the higher rpm ranges.

Interestingly, the causes of braking/sumping are the same as those for the previous Twin Cam and predecessor engine blowby boondoggle that allowed oil to escape the engine through the EFI’s (electronic fuel injection) air filter.

So, what does this mean? As the pistons descend and ascend in tandem in their respective bores, inside engine air is displaced. The larger the swept volume combining with higher rpm, the more air that must constantly displace. If the air is not allowed to adequately vent to the outside atmosphere, then too much air contains The Rider’s Mag - Page 38

inside the engine. This creates efficiency problems in because air restricts internal component movement relative to if there were a partial crankcase vacuum. In my opinion, the internal Milwaukee-8 breathers, one in each head are too restrictive to allow adequate venting. Why? Emissions dictates, particularly the Euro Community’s Euro 4 regulations prohibit any oil from venting (blowby) outside the engine. They want only clean air exiting the engine.

Therefore Harley is preventing this blowby but consequently also prevents adequate venting for engine efficiency.

However, the larger issue is the churning air picking up oil molecules and forming a gaseous, oilified mixture that interferes with oil removal (sumping) from the engine. This mixture enters the oil pump along with liquid oil. The pump depends on oil’s inability to compress in order to work. The air compresses, reducing oil pump pressure and volume.

H-D and the aftermarket are trying to solve this problem with larger oil pumps.

Let’s go back to the Milwaukee Eight issue of transmission oil entering the primary chaincase compartment. Why does this not happen on Twin Cams?

Well, it sometimes does occur but the cause is a blown seal. There is no pressure buildup in the Twin Cam because their internal engine breathers allow displaced air to vent into the outside atmosphere. However, in the Milwaukee-8, there can be an air pressure buildup in the transmission that forces oil laden air past an otherwise perfectly good seal.

Why is this? The engine vents into the transmission area above the oil level. H-D is desperately trying to fight physics principles by containing venting gaseous oilified vapors from escaping the engine and polluting the atmosphere as well as marking its spot with condensing oil from the venting air. This is why the crankcase breathing is routed to the transmission “sump” cavity while some rising air and oil will manage to make it into the heads. So, there is a new generation of a new one-piece breather valve located in each head designed to separate oil molecules.

The first generation breather introduced in the Evolution motorcycles in 1992. The subsequent Twin Cam breathers became more sophisticated with the M-8’s refined further… perhaps too much.

Harley is hamstrung against some easy but bootleg cures that contravene EPA, CARB, and Euro 4 sanctions. The first is running a vent line to the open sump space above the oil tank reservoir oil level and then venting the oil cap. This could cure the engine braking/sumping problem. Too much potential crankcase pressure is why the the oil reservoir cap screws on in later engines, otherwise it could pop out with the increase in crankcase pressure.

Another easy cure would be venting the transmission, much like was done in the pre-1977 4-speed transmissions.

One of the transmission cover screws had a hole drilled through it to allow pressure buildup to dissipate into the

atmosphere.

We can also fool with the stock M-8 breathers to allow more air out of the engine but then possible oil will drip, drip, drip from the air box and air filter.

Yes, returning to Twin Cam style breathers in each head would allow the engine to breathe (vent) but it would also allow oil to drip out of the breather with larger cubic inches and sustained high rpm riding. Of course, this is what causes the current M-8 sumping and engine braking with the current restrictive breathing.

In my experience, Harley is really good at creating a new difficulty(s) by resolving a current complication.

However, if the engine were redesigned so that one piston ascended its cylinder while the other descended and vice versa, the forced air churning would cancel somewhat as venting demands would decrease dramatically.

An aggravating but not causal problem for engine sumping and braking is loose M-8 piston cooling jets. Each locate at the bottom of their respective cylinders. They are screwed to the right side engine casing. It is common for the jets to come loose and dump oil into the bottom end. I always advise checking their attachment screws for correct torque after replacing the current gasket with a quality Cometic gasket. Their function is to squirt oil up underneath the piston domes to relieve around 500 F heat from the piston crowns that are exposed to searing combustion heat. If loose, the engine runs hotter. The reason they are not a cause to the problem at hand is that the squirted oil drips and splashes to the bottom end anyway via gravity when functioning correctly. However, parts will wear faster because oil is not cooling the pistons as much. This may also precipitate spontaneous combustion (detonation) in the combustion chambers with the temperature rise causing engine damage. And what if the 2-screws per cooling jet fall out with the oilers right behind them? It ain’t good. Armageddon comes to mind.

A common, rider preventable cause of the engine braking and sumping will occur if unknowingly overfilling the oil tank. H-D riders and absent minded mechanics do this all the time. Following is some great advice from the very knowledgeable company, Feuling www.feulingparts.com that we all should follow regarding M-8 oil tank levels and idling an M-8 on the side stand.

“OIL LEVEL NOTE - DO NOT OVERFILL OIL TANK It is important to get the correct hot oil level in your bike. Feuling recommends running the oil level 90%-99% full when hot The Milwaukee-Eight oil pick up port is on the right side of the engine. Letting the bike idle or warm up on the kickstand will naturally fill the engine case and skew the oil level in the tank.

Feuling recommends steps to achieve proper oil level: 1. Check cold oil level.

2. Ride the bike until operating temperature is reached.

3. Shut the bike off while still in the upright position. (This insures an accurate reading) 4. Once the bike is on the kickstand check oil level.

5. Add or remove oil as needed.”

Next month, I am going to go out on a long, skinny limb and propose an environmentally sensitive, EPA, CARB, and Euro 4 legal cure to solve the problem of too much air in the engine and thus the engine braking and sumping issues that can occur in some Milwaukee-8’s. And, we will get some extra performance while preventing possible premature component wear. What else could a Harley rider want?

Donny Petersen www.donnypetersen.com

M-8 right hand (pinion side) engine case; left to right; oil filter housing, counterbalancer end support bearing; front piston cooling jet (below front cylinder spigot hole) with two attachment screws; cam bearing; larger flywheel, pinion shaft bearing below and rear piston cooling jet (below rear cylinder spigot hole) with it’s attachment screws.

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My beloved and favorite Dad, I need your blessing, good wishes, and a really big wedding.

Lots of love and thanks.

Your favorite daughter, Lilly THE RESPONSE My Dear Lilly, Like Wow! Really? Cool!

Whatever ... I suggest you two get married on Twitter, have fun on Tango, buy your kids on Amazon, and pay for it all through PayPal. And when you get fed up with this new husband, sell him on eBay. Love, Your Dad ************************************************ The country doctor was just returning from a delivery at an outlying cattle ranch, when he crossed paths with the town’s gossip.

“Doctor Wilson, how is the Smith baby?”

“Well, the child was born without a penis.”

“Oh my goodness!” said the gossip, and with a smile on her face, she turned to head into town to spread the news.

Before she could take off, the doctor quickly grabbed her arm, bent his head over and whispered in her ear, “But she’ll have a damn nice place to put one in 20 years!” ************ Customer: I’d like to buy some chicken broth.

Cashier: I’m sorry, sir, we’re out of stock. ************ A woman in Muncie, Indiana was arrested after she stabbed her friend in the eye with a fork for taking the last rib at a barbecue. I am strongly against eye-stabbing.

That being said, if you’re going to stab someone in the eye, this is a reason I can get behind. ************ A seriously depressed, but attractive, woman stands at the edge of a bridge, trying to get up the nerve to jump. A passing hobo stops and says, “Since you’re about to kill yourself anyway, would you mind if we had sex first?”

The woman says, “Hell no! Get away from me you sicko!”

The bum turned to leave and muttered, “Fine, I’ll just go wait at the bottom.” ************ A new study suggests that marriage is more beneficial for men than women.

The results of the study were shouted at me through a locked bedroom door. ************ A 13 year-old boy comes home from school and his mom asks how his day was.

He replies, “I had sex with my teacher today.”

“Oh my god! You get to your room! Wait till your father comes home!” says the mom.

A while later the father comes home and the mom says, “Go up to your son’s room and talk to him. He’s been really bad today.”

Dad goes up to the son’s room and asks why mom is so mad. “I told her I had sex with my teacher today,” replied the boy.

“Alright! That’s my boy!”, says dad. “Ya know son, women just don’t think like men.

But I’m proud of you. What are you now, about thirteen, right? Wow. That’s my boy!

Ya know what? I’m so proud of you I’m gonna take you out and buy you that new shiny bike you’ve been wanting!”

So the dad and his son go out and buy the nicest, reddest, shiniest bike in the whole town. “You gonna ride it home son?” asks dad.

The boy replied, “Nah, my ass is still kinda sore.”

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There is a new version of the Bible that has updated language that’s coming out.

For example, it refers to Jesus’ disciples as ‘wingmen.’ ************ A French fashion label is now offering a pair of $570 jeans that come without a butt.

There’s nothing in the butt. I have got to tell you, these jeans are a great way of telling your friends and coworkers that your father never paid enough attention to you. ************ A new study found that many popular oregano brands are really olive leaves and other leaves falsely labeled as oregano. Or as high school stoners put it, ‘Wait, this still isn’t marijuana?’ ************ Part of my job as a 911 dispatcher is to interrogate callers who are in various states of panic so I can send the appropriate emergency equipment.

One day a woman called to say that a family member had fallen and needed to go to a hospital. After finding out where she lived and assuring her that the paramedics would arrive shortly, I asked her, “Do you know what caused the fall?”

“No,” the woman nervously replied. “What?” ************ While doing a crossword puzzle, I asked for my wife’s help.

“The word is eight letters long and starts with ‘m’, and the clue is ‘tiresome sameness.’”

“Monogamy,” she answered. ************ A frog telephones a psychic and is told, “You are going to meet a beautiful young girl who will want to know everything about you.”

The frog says, “This is great! Will I meet her at a party, or what?”

“No,” says the psychic. “Next semester in her biology class.” ************ A new study says that children are suffering bad health effects from eating too much pizza. The study was explained in a pie chart which children immediately tried to eat. ************ A restaurant here in New York is serving a grilled cheese-flavored martini.

Or as parents put it, ‘Finally, a way to get my kids to finish their martinis.’ ************ Scientists said yesterday that the T. rex may have had teeth serrated like a steak knife, which may have helped it eat meat more efficiently. Experts believe the T. rex evolved the knife-like teeth after having so much trouble using regular silverware. *********** A delightful angelic little boy was waiting for his mother outside the ladies room of the gas station.

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Rants And Ramblings From The East Coast

I’m Back! We’ll start way back in July when I decided to take a break from my monthly rant in the Mag and look after some health problems, get caught up on my “to do” list and just put some K’s on the bike (something that I haven’t had time to do in a while).

The first adventure has me packing up the trailer, hooking it up the bike and heading back to Ontario for Friday 13th in Dover. As the meds that I was on had affected my night vision, we decided to break the ride down to 4 legs from here to Toronto. The first leg took us across “The Renous” (a pretend main hwy. (108) were I found myself axle deep in sand, following a slow-moving bulldozer! I did my best to keep moving, hoping not to get stuck in the sand or worse go down. I did manage to avoid both and after about 15 miles of this, a paved 108 reappeared letting me get to the first stop (Edmundston) were we relaxed with a few pints (don’t tell my Dr.) and prepare for the next leg.

This day we started out at the crack of noon, and within a few minutes were over the border to “Parles vue” province. Had a great ride up the #20 Hwy. stopping at convenient rest areas for a quick beer several times along the way. At one such stop a busload of oriental tourists arrived and seemed quite interested in ‘The Couch’ a and proceeded to take hundreds of pictures of her. (should have got them to forward them to me!)

Now reaching our destination for the day, we ran into construction and I watched the Drummondville Hotel sign slide pass us because there was no exit to it! After a painstaking journey on the backroads of Drummondville, we pulled into the Hotel for the night and proceeded to kick back a few more pints before calling it a night.

Again, at the crack of noon we headed out for a great ride to the Countryview Motel, back into Ontario, located in Kingston. Did I mention that by this time we were out of refreshments, so we checked in, dropped the trailer and headed to the LCBO just down the street before another night of ‘relax and refreshments.’

This day was an anxious leg of our journey, heading back to our old stomping grounds of Etobicoke, to meet up with old friends and get the scoop of what’s going on since we left. Not much to say about this leg (the 401 will always be the 401). Knowing this, I opted to take the 407 to save time and made it to South Side Johnny’s in time to catch a few tunes from Adam and crew (the same band that was playing when we left some 3 yrs. Ago! (note to Adam: loose the Telecaster and get a Stat. like a real guitar player!). We shot the shit with our old friends, mostly was finding out that many of the old crew were not with us anymore, R.I.P. all of you, sorry to the families for their losses. All in all, a great day, but now it was time for checking in to the local hotel and prepare for the next day.

This brings us into Sunday, and the trip from hell, travelling the Q.E.W. from Etobicoke to Hamilton, (another 3 hours of my life that I will never get back!!!). Why do they call it rush hour when not a f…n thing is moving? Finally made it totally parched to the Checkered Flag Bar and Grill and was met by a great friend and owner of the Bar the famous Jimmy Jeep…noted for the phrase ‘no it’s a Jeep… if I wanted The Rider’s Mag - Page 42

a hummer I’d call your sister!’ After a great lunch an several beers it was off to meet my old buddies at the Legion in Pt. Dover. It was a great reception at the Legion, having missed my first 2 years since ’81 they seemed happy I was still alive and greeted me with my beloved Export! Some people never forget!

After a short visit there in was off to get ‘supplies’ for our 7-day camping at Turkey Point Prov. Park, which is only a short haul from downtown Dover. A quick set up, it was finally time to settle in for some real R&R! About Wed. of that week bikes started showing up, some in groups some in couples and some just solo. After getting to meet new friends, the day was here… FRI. 13TH PORT DOVER. Set out fairly early (for me) to my mainstay for the day- The Legion! There I met up with some of the members from my Club, N.B.S. Riders, and several people that I hadn’t seen in years. This is when I found out Chico from the famous Fri. 13th band HOG WILD was retiring the band and even raffling off his guitar for charity. We had quite a chat with him and I told him that he wouldn’t be quitting because he doesn’t know how to do anything else! (we’ll see.) Lots of bikes, people and booze enough to sink a ship, another great Fri. 13th. Time to get back to camp before dark!

If you noticed, I have never mentioned RAIN, so far in this article? That’s because there hasn’t been any! Sat. was pack up day and off to Pt. Colborne to join in a Birthday Party for Tiger (B.R.O.). Just as we where lashing down the camping gear, the skies opened, that dreaded rain!

We tried to wait it out for a while (at the Legion) but ended up cancelling our presence at the party and headed off to Welland, Ont.

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and grab a motel for the night as my beautiful family had a reunion planed there on Sun. We had a great time at the reunion, which I’m sure was set up to find out for sure that I was still alive! Now it was time to head back to the motel and plan our ride back home.

Started the trip back at the regular noonish time and were making great time , heading for our first layover back in Kingston. About mid Toronto in the $100.

Lane on the 407 it happened… the sky opened up with torrential rain. Even my radio was talking about flooded streets and power outages all over T.O. Were we were there were no overpasses to seek refuge, so I guided the couch across 3 lanes of traffic, took the next off ramp and found a little bar. The rain lasted about 4 beers and then it was off across a flooded parking lot and on our way again!

The rest of the trip was relatively uneventful, mostly the same route in reverse until Edmundston. Here not wanting to sand dune hop across the Renous we opted to head north along a beautiful mountain pass, bringing us out in Bathurst. There we stopped by the Darksiders M.C. Clubhouse, had a few pints with Adam (Darksiders M.C.) learning the Club had lost another Brother do to a careless cage jockey! After passing on our respect it was home stretch… concluding this adventure.

After returning home and looking after my job list, it was back out for a week of camping in Kouchibouquac Park, with day scoots on new roads (to me) up and down along the coast.

Damn it’s gorgeous here!

Now, moving on to Sept., The Boss and I were able to finally make it out for the A.C.C. Unity ride beginning in Shediac. We chose to leave the night before as the ride was to leave at 11:00a.m. on Saturday. Made it down to the wharf fairly early and had a greeting committee of R.C.M.P. upon our arrival, all taking pictures of every rider, passenger

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and license plate as the came in.

In return armed with my trusty Nikon returned the favor getting most of their mug shots! I did get a group shot by the lighthouse before we mounted up for a scoot up Hwy 11, only to be greeted by the same bunch of R.C.M.P. doing the same thing!

Good to see they were making sure that we all made it there safely! Here at Caper’s Bar and Grill we enjoyed lunch and some beers then had a short meeting (we didn’t invite the Cop gang to attend!) By mid afternoon things were starting to finish off and we all went our separate ways. Great ride (about 80 Bikes), great Brothers, great Bar (Thanks for having us). I hope to make the next one!

In finishing, I’d like to thank all the People who support the Mag out here in the East, but that being said I will only be Small Engine Sales and Repair doing an article in the future when our Biker community sends me something SMALL ENGINES to add to an article, so get WATERLOO ONTARIO busy and let me (519) 885-3860/1(877) 885-3860/1(877) 776-3379 776-3379 know what your (519) Club or Group is up to, I’ll get it in the Mag! Thanks.

Just a footnote: the doctor has given me a clean bill of health, and my night vision is improving so I’ll be able to get out more at night! As always ride it like you stole it, and be well, Atlantic Jeff signing off. ( theridersmag_atlantic@yahoo.ca)

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Fall is always a time of year where the weather can play a big factor on what rides take place and how many riders come out to participate! The weekend of September 22nd & 23rd was a weekend of challenge in Ottawa and the surrounding area! On Friday afternoon, six tornadoes tore through causing about 200,000 homes and businesses to be without hydro service for what turned out to be anywhere from 12 hours to one week.

Those tornadoes were also responsible for many houses, cars and trees to fall victim to their fury and it was a miracle that no one died in their path of destruction.

but sadly had to step away from the club for other personal obligations but he still makes the effort to come out and support his BACA brothers & sisters.

There were two events that were important to me to attend, one being the Bondslaves MC Unity Run. Thankfully it was only a few miles up the road from where we live, and it was taking place on Saturday!

On Sunday the Annual Greely Motorcycle Swap Meet which ironically, is just a few miles more on the same road but opposite direction. Our hydro went out about supper time Friday and living in the country makes you used to it! However, the freight train sounding winds that battered our house and windows made things a little edgy during the storm and with the exception of those annoying warnings on our cell phones that kept going off we really had no idea of what was taking place elsewhere.

Our hydro returned at 5:30 am and we figured it was business as usual and so we hooked up the trailer and headed out to the Bondslaves MC event starting point! It wasn’t until down the road a ways, when we encountered very heavy traffic and every intersection with no operational traffic lights I realized that there may have been more damage.

Once at the Unity Ride we discovered that the building the church is in still had working hydro and so within minutes Hark, Bozz and Ron from The Celtic Brotherhood were getting tables up and coffee on the go for any riders that were coming! Soon, the first bikes started to arrive including a large number of BACA (Bikers Against Child Abuse) and with them two of my favorite people, the lovely Nathalie Lacasse and her husband Tom Allain aka Thor! I had not seen them since TCB’s Awareness Ride for Brain Injury back in June.

Thor was one of the original founding members of BACA

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as Last Man Standing MC, Burn Out Boys RC, etc. also came out to show their support for the Bondslaves MC including several members of HAMC Nomads and independents.

The next club to roll in were members of ARM (Association of Recovering Motorcyclists) led in by good friends BoneZ aka Lewey Szanyi and Blair Gardiner. ARM and its members have been very active over this past summer, supporting other clubs and their events and were acting as the host club for the Greely Motorcycle Swap Meet

Not including the members of the Bondslaves MC I would estimate that over 60 motorcycles showed up! Many riders were unable to attend because of damages from the tornadoes or attendance would have been much larger! It was still an impressive turnout and a great display of respect for the Bondslaves who have been very active in participating in events all season long.

Once everyone had their coffee and breakfast, Scott formally greeted and thanked everybody with special mention to The Celtic Brotherhood and The Riders Mag for all our support to all the clubs and events over the season. He blessed the riders and said a short prayer for all those who were going to be struggling with the aftermath of the tornadoes.

As the riders were heading out I noticed a number of people were coming into the parking lot not dressed like bikers

taking place the next day! By the time I got through all the greetings and hugs from everyone, the call went out from The Celtic Brotherhood that they were ready to start feeding everyone a complimentary Free Breakfast while promoting Brain Injury & PTSD Awareness. Clubs such

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but it turned out that they were people who had been driving all over the south end of the city trying to find a restaurant or fast food joint that was open to get a coffee or something to eat because their homes had no hydro. As they were driving by they saw the coffee urns and drove in hoping they could maybe buy a hot coffee from the members of TCB. Many of them had been informed on the radio their subdivision and other parts of the city would be without power for anywhere from 2-5 days and they were in shock! Because the club still had coffee and food left over they didn’t close down right away and continued to serve free coffee and breakfast to any of the public that came into the lot.

If ever there was a moment where everyday citizens learned that people dressed in black leather, covered in tattoos and wearing club colors on their backs were just the same as them and a disaster makes us all brothers and sisters, it happened in the parking lot that day! I am so proud of my brothers in TCB. One woman was so grateful and got into the spirit of things that she returned home and got whatever milk or cream she had in her fridge for the coffee.

Sunday morning we headed over to the Annual Greely Motorcycle Swap Meet to get set up! Everyone was greeted by the smiling faces of the members of the Ottawa chapter of ARM (Assoc of Recovering Motorcyclists) who as I mentioned were assisting Jim Poulin by acting as host club and helping vendors get their swap into the building and to their tables.

The weather was being very co-operative and so there were vendors setting up outside in the area in front of the legion. One reason this swap meet has become so popular is that Jim has made it mandatory that almost everything that is to be sold is motorcycle related and with the few exceptions such as me setting up a The Riders Mag table and a couple of others and the public love it.

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between sitting in the dark feeling pissed or getting out on your bike and meeting up with good friends at a swap meet it’s really a no-brainer.

I often talk about the things I feel define some of the difference between being a motorcycle rider and being a biker and I hope the following will explain it a bit better.

On Friday August 31st Matrix and I traveled up the Ottawa Valley to show our respect & support for our brothers in the Simple Men MC who were saying goodbye to one of their own, Adam “Murray” MacGregor who had tragically died while riding his Harley returning from their new clubhouse a week earlier.

Adam left behind his lovely wife Stefanie who is expecting a new baby in December and their other two children Lennon & Ruby. The ride up was a reminder that Matrix himself, had been badly hurt just a few months before by some idiot in a car who did the classic left turn without checking for motorcycles! He now has his leg filled with metal rods, plates and screws and walks with the use of a cane. Adam was a member of the local volunteer fire department so it seemed appropriate that the funeral procession was led by a fire truck with all its lights flashing and was driven by a childhood friend, Roy Church and followed by the family and an honor guard of his brothers on their Harleys.

I have attended many biker funerals over the years and I still get that feeling of pride of brotherhood and community as I watch the procession of riders pass and hear the roar of the bikes as if to let Valhalla know a warrior is on his way.

It was awesome to see the number of people and different clubs and independents that made the trip up because it was a working weekday and the Labor Day Friday with overcast skies!

I thought the turnout would be mostly locals but this was one of those times I was overjoyed to be wrong. Now I know we came to take part in a Celebration of Life but it really became more of a Celebration of Brotherhood with many different patches such as the Old Bastards Vintage MC, Veterans Canada MC, Canadian Veterans MC, Black Pistons MC, Falcons MC, Ironside MC, Soldiers of Jesus MC, Burn Out Boys RC, Capital City Biker Church MC, Outlaws MC, Eyes of Odin MC and The Celtic Brotherhood along with countless independent riders! Add to that, the community that the SMMC come from it was an awesome turnout. There were well over 500 people in attendance and to see the bikers, firefighters and the public bond together makes you realize it was all about brotherhood family and community.

At one point Dean Batstone, a Canadian singer/songwriter and member of the SMMC tried to sing a tribute to Adam he composed but as professional as he is his voice kept breaking down and he finally read his tribute to his brother to the crowd.

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Roy Church, who was a lifelong friend of Adam asked me to take some pictures of all the members of the VFD which was over 40 and it dawned on me that these brave men and women were also Adam’s family and I was more that honored to capture the moment for them as well.

For the next hour everyone wandered about and chatted among themselves while Duane Chevalier and other members of SMMC tried their heartfelt best to thank everyone for coming.

Finally it was time for everyone to head out to Dunbarr’s Barn for the reception. Some of the SMMC led the procession of motorcycles out of the cemetery while others remained behind to follow and while I have viewed moments like this countless times I am always struck by how powerful an image it is to those watching.

The gathering at Dunbarr’s Barn was just what was needed because the club had seen to it that platters of food and a bar in the facility which fostered many toasts to the memory of “Murray”. Outside people could gather and begin the process of healing, men in suits and ladies wearing dresses talking and laughing with others who came dressed wearing black leather, many of them with their patches on and once again the reality that it isn’t what you wear that makes you a brother, but if you don’t have brotherhood you don’t have much.

I want to remind everyone to mark on their event calendar the 2nd Annual TCB Xmas Is Going To The Dogs Gift & Craft Show for Bikers will be taking place the weekend of Nov 24th & 25th at the Greely Legion so if you are looking for something special for the “Biker” in your life or hell, just for yourself then please get out and come to this event which helps support the “A Chance Animal Rescue Inc” and the “Busted Bucket Challenge Project” for brain injury awareness and if you want you can get your picture taken with Santa and one of his dogs from the rescue or you get one sitting on Santa’s Busted Bucket Xmas Trike. There will be door prizes and other awards given out both days and also refreshments and the bar will be available. You should also remember the Capital City Bikers Church Xmas Dinner which will be on December 8th starting at 7:00 pm and keep in mind not only is the food over the top but what a great way to celebrate the Xmas season then by enjoying dinner with your brothers and sisters in our motorcycle community as well as live music entertainment.

As always I remind all of you to please support the rides/events that are created by the clubs in your area because they are the same people that will come out and support your rides/events and also please remember to show your support for the businesses and organizations that advertise in our Mag and who have shown their support for our lifestyle because they deserve our support back.

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