Passes & Canyons Blog

I’ve been reading Rider magazine for as long as I’ve been riding. John had a friend who rode, who died, and his widow gave John a bunch of the guy’s magazines, which John passed on to me after he had read them. One was Rider. I remember the cover photo on that first issue featured the Honda Pacific Coast, which was brand new.

A lot has changed with motorcycle magazines since then, with some folding and others going digital-only. Somewhere maybe about a year ago it occurred to me that I had not received an issue of Rider for quite some time. Had they folded? Quit publishing on paper? Had I allowed my subscription to expire? Had they gone digital-only and was I still being automatically renewed while not getting anything for my money?

I sent an email to their subscription department. (They definitely had not simply folded.) Was my subscription current, I asked, and if so, why had I not received any issues? Had they gone digital-only? Because if so I would probably choose to cancel my subscription. Or were they still publishing a hard copy that I just was not receiving?

I got a reply that due to Covid they had halted printing hard copies but all the latest issues were available online, and yes my subscription was still current. But most importantly, they were resuming hard copy publishing with the December 2021 issue, and to compensate me for missing so many issues they were extending my subscription. In fact, when that issue arrived I saw that they had extended my subscription for two full years. Nice. Thanks.

So this first hard-copy issue had a bunch of surprises in it. Mark Tuttle, the editor-in-chief since forever has left. Retired I assume. There in the lead piece, always written by Mark, was Greg Drevenstedt. Holy smokes.

This drove me to see when it was that Mark left. I’ve worked with Mark for years and am still sitting on a story I pitched to him that got delayed repeatedly. So I dug into the online-only issues. It turned out that Mark’s last issue was December 2020. I found this by working backward to see when Greg’s first issue was, and found that in January 2021. But then there was another surprise in store for me in that issue: Clement Salvadori was retiring and the January 2021 issue was his last.

Holy smokes again. Clem had been with Rider since before I started reading the magazine. He was one of my favorite writers. Oh my gosh.

Life moves on, I guess. Things change. Meanwhile, though, it’s nice to be receiving Rider in the mail again.

Biker Quote for Today

I used to own a motorcycle that couldn’t go anywhere. Later I found out it was because it was two tired.

I always tally up the miles I’ve put on my bikes and car at the end of the year and for the seventh year in a row I put more miles on the bikes than on the car. Not that I put all that many miles on anything this past year.

My total mileage for 2021 on the bikes was 5,419. That breaks down to 1,086 for the Honda CB750, 2,002 for the Kawasaki Concours, and 2,331 for the Suzuki V-Strom. My Hyundai Elantra only got driven a total of 2,494 miles in the year. Can you say “home body”?

I know most of this is due to Covid but it’s funny because I don’t feel like I’ve been all that restricted. Life has really been pretty much normal, with the exception that Judy and I haven’t taken a lot of trips.

Not that we haven’t traveled. We did fly to Kansas City, where we rented a car and drove around in the Midwest. That was a really nice trip. But we didn’t go camping once all year, and we usually go several times. With everyone suffering cabin fever the campgrounds have been swarming and getting a campsite reservation is tough.

And while that was Judy’s only trip for the year, I went on two motorcycle trips, with the OFMC and the RMMRC, and I also went yurt camping with the guys out at Ridgway State Park. It used to be you could go somewhere and rent a cabin but I guess now the big thing is yurts. They have to be cheaper to build so I’m guessing that’s why, but it’s pretty much the same thing.

The main point is that I haven’t exactly been stuck at home. And I did put more miles on the Honda this year than last, and more miles on the car, too. More than twice as many miles on the Suzuki, but fewer on the Kawasaki. And more miles overall on the bikes than the previous year.

So I’d largely call it a good year. Still, I’m hoping 2022 will be better. And I hope it is for you, too.

Biker Quote for Today

We know you’re a poser if there are no wrinkled, faded, creased, or scratched areas on your leathers.

There were a few brave souls who rode their bikes to the ABATE Last Brass Monkey Run on December 31, but I was not one of them. I drove.

As forecast, the high for the day was in the low 30s. More importantly, the sky to the west was very threatening. All was dry, however, until I got out west of Kipling, at which point there were a few flakes in the air.

I reached the Rock Rest just before 2, and the event was billed to run till 4, but they had already shuts the games down. Velma had to go out to her car to get the materials for me to renew my membership for another year. If I had arrived 10 minutes later I would have missed seeing everyone I know.

They did have a good turn-out, though. Nothing like the old days when they used to fill the Grizzly Rose, but by today’s standards a good healthy turn-out. But especially those who rode were turning their thoughts toward home.

And with good reason. After half an hour or so of chatting with folks I hadn’t seen for awhile I figured I’d head out and Larry and Kathy were just clearing the (now much heavier) snow off their bike, preparing to head for home in Aurora. I wished them safe riding, then got in my car and followed them out of the parking lot. I figured I’d ride along behind them for safety’s sake but then they turned a direction I hadn’t expected. It occurred to me that to get to where they live in Aurora it made more sense to take I-70, whereas I was heading east on US 285.

But as heavy as the snow was in Golden, by the time I reached Kipling it was all dry, so it probably wasn’t all that bad for them. Just cold–darn cold. Yeah, they’re more hard core than me.

So we’re finally done with 2021. Here’s hoping 2022 is a lot better for almost everyone.

Biker Quote for Today

Every time people find out I ride a motorcycle they freak out and tell me about some time that someone they know got in an accident. I don’t get it. I don’t go around telling pregnant women that my dad left.