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When I Led My Buddies To Not Wear Helmets

Thursday, October 22nd, 2026
earplugs


My Big Ear earplugs are one pair of many that I have . . . and never use.

Way back in our early days riding motorcycles John and Bill and I often rode without helmets. That changed as years went by but initially we mostly took them with us in case we found ourselves in states with helmet laws.

I was the one who rode without a helmet the most, and I was also the one who continued to do so the longest. It was only a good bit later when, now married, I made the decision that I would do my best not to curse my wife with a husband who was mentally gone due to a bad head injury in a crash. I have never ridden without my helmet since, and that’s a good thing considering my crash on the Honda last year. If I hadn’t had my helmet on that day I’d probably be dead.

But there was a time, back in the early days of the OFMC when I inadvertently led John and Bill to wear their helmets less.

I had ridden my bike out to Lincoln, Nebraska, for my high school reunion. Around this time I had been reading about ear plugs and how they help protect your hearing. On my way home I decided to give them a try. I picked up some inexpensive ones from a drug store and put them in.

Riding with ear plugs was a revelation. Things were so much quieter. It was really pleasant.

The potential downside of using them was that I frequently found myself racing along on US 36 through northern Kansas at more than a little above the speed limit. Without the familiar sound of the engine to tell me roughly how fast I was going it was all too easy to go really fast. Fortunately for me I did not run into a radar trap along the way.

But I was very impressed. And of course I had to tell Bill and John about this.

Their interest was piqued and drug store ear plugs are cheap so they each got some. The thing was, their experience was different from mine. One of the biggest reasons they each wore their helmet much of the time was that the wind noise was uncomfortable for them. That was because neither of them had windshields on their bikes. Now me, I had a windshield right from the start. I never liked that blast of wind and the very first modification I made to my bike was to add a windshield.

Without windshields, they just weren’t comfortable without helmets, at least at high speeds. But now, with the earplugs, that discomfort was gone. And both of them started riding without their helmets a lot more. Unintended–and unexpected–consequences.

Both of them eventually went back to wearing their helmets most of the time long before I ever did. But what was funny was that while they both totally adopted ear plug use I never really did. I still carry them with me all the time but I almost never think to put them in. I know it would be good if I did but it just never seems to cross my mind when I’m gearing up.

But hey–I never ride without the helmet. And I never expect to again.

Biker Quote for Today

Motorcycles are almost as good as guitars for meeting girls.

First Day On Four-Day Colorado Ride

Thursday, September 24th, 2026


On top of Skyline Drive.

Nick and I headed out on a four-day clock-wise loop ride through Colorado, getting on the road about 9 a.m. We headed out US 285 up to Pine Junction and then turned south. Our first stop of the day was at Deckers. There were maybe 8 other bikes there at the time but in less than five minutes another dozen or so came pouring in. Looked like a good day to ride.

We were set up with Cardo communicators and on the “Public” frequency so we were curious if we’d pick up anyone else’s conversation but we did not. There were a bunch of Cardos on those helmets, though.

We continued south to Woodland Park, passing through the burn area of the Hayman Fire 25 years ago. For the first time I noticed the new growth finally looking like it was really getting established. So 25 years to come back from the fire.

At Woodland Park we turned west to Divide, then south to Cripple Creek. Just a very few aspens starting to turn color at this point. Our interest was not in Cripple Creek itself, though I’m sure Nick was interested to see the place because it is pretty picturesque, but we really just wanted to go through it and on south further. That’s a really nice ride in case you’ve never done it.

As we hooked up with CO 9 and then US 50 we headed on into Canon City. My first eye-opener of the trip for Nick was Skyline Drive. He was not expecting it and was a bit unsure, telling me he found it “slightly unnerving.” Guardrails? I don’t need no stinkin’ guardrails.

After lunch in Canon City we continued to Florence, then south on CO 67. Now we were getting into an area I have certainly been through numerous times but where I am not totally acquainted with all the roads. I had looked at the map beforehand but that’s not always enough. We got to where 67 meets CO 96 and I took the right. I believed this was the correct route but Nick is one of those guy who has every gadget and he was looking at his GPS. We were headed for Walsenburg that day and his GPS was telling him to go the other way.

We cruised a bit–me unsure and him arguing for the other direction–and eventually we turned back. We got past where we had gotten on this road, went further, and the terrain was not looking like mountains at all, it was looking like the prairie. I asked Nick where his GPS showed this road taking us and he said straight to Pueblo. Pueblo?! No! We do not want to go to Pueblo. We stopped and I checked the map and sure enough, I was right in the first place. So we turned around again, riding one particular stretch of this road for the third time. Good thing we’re not going far today.

Following 96 south we got behind a guy in a pick-up who was going slow. And he kept going slower. And slower. Nick offered that he was probably slowing down to let us get past him. That was fine, and courteous of him, but we were in a stretch full of blind curves. I don’t care how slow you’re going, I’m not passing you on a blind curve. We finally did get around him, and then turned south again on CO 165.

The next eye-opener of the trip came up soon enough, Bishop Castle. Nick handles his bike well at speed but he is one of those folks who absolutely hate gravel. That’s one thing that made our turning around and turning around again particularly troublesome because he insisted on doing so on pavement–and pavement wasn’t necessarily available in those places. I told him he had no choice, we were stopping here and there was no pavement. But I picked a spot where we could pull right off the road, arc around, and stop with our noses to the road just a couple feet away. He didn’t like it but he went along with me.

Nick perplexed me several times on this ride. We walked up to Bishop Castle but being an Easterner (Chicago) he was feeling the altitude and had no inclination to go in the castle or climb up into any of the turrets. Instead, he pulled out his phone and spent 10 minutes reading about . . . the Hayman Fire. I finally slapped him on the shoulder and asked, “We’re standing at the base of Bishop Castle. Why are you reading about the Hayman Fire?” His response: “I’m just compulsive.”

Heading out from Bishop Castle we did not check first to see that our communicators were talking to each other and it turned out they weren’t. No matter, we don’t have far to go and we both know where we’re going.

Good thing because coming into Colorado City there is a turn-off, a short-cut, that takes you to join I-25 further south. But it is not well marked. I went past it but with no communicators Nick could not tell me that his GPS was saying to take this turn. I saw him waving in my mirror and turning so I went back, expecting to find him waiting for me there. He was not.

I didn’t know for certain this was where he turned so I checked Google Maps. Google Maps told me the cut-off was a little further back so I went there. Turned down this road and it quickly became gravel. This was the second of three times recently when Google Maps has sent me on wild goose chases. I turned around again and this time just headed on into Colorado City and I-25.

I blasted south on I-25, got to Walsenburg, and the motel was right there. Nick was in the lobby but informed me they did not have a reservation for tonight under my name. What? It turns out I screwed up making the reservation and booked it for a week later. Fortunately the lady at the desk was able to straighten it all out and we got our room.

OK, first day is in the books. We had our share of screw-ups. But hey, we’re out riding.

Biker Quote for Today

You might be a Yuppie biker if the only time you’ve thrown up is when you’ve had the flu or just had too many veggie fajitas.

Cardo Update Should Make Connecting Easier

Thursday, September 3rd, 2026


My Cardo communicator on my helmet.

Cardo, the maker of helmet communications devices, has issued an update that they say will make connecting easier. Lord knows something like that is needed. I’ve used four different helmet communicator systems and the hardest thing about each of them has been getting connected. I haven’t had a chance yet to try this out but I’m looking forward to doing so.

The really interesting thing about it is they now have a “Public” mode where you just automatically connect with anyone in range who also has their Cardo set for Public. You might be riding along and hear some strange voice saying “Hey, you on that V-Strom, watch out for a speed trap two miles ahead.” Or “Hi. Hope you’re having a good ride.”

Plus, the way you set up a private group and connect everyone has gotten easier.

I saw an article on this upgrade on Adventure Rider and clicked through to see what it was about. The article had a video Cardo put out that explains the upgrade so I watched that. It looked simple so I pulled up the app on my phone and grabbed my communicator.

When I opened the app it told me an upgrade was available so I said go ahead and do it. Once I upgraded the app the video said to link the phone and the device, and when I did that the firmware on the device was automatically upgraded. Couldn’t have been simpler.

I was pretty tickled to do all this and know about this because I was getting together with some of the guys in the RMMRC the next day and I would tip them off about this. As it turned out, none of them had heard about it yet so that felt good to be the bearer of good tidings.

At this breakfast get-together only Dave and Gene and I had ridden and we decided to go for an impromptu ride afterward, plus they were going to be leaving for a bike tour in the Alps in a few days, so they wanted to be sure they had their Cardos connected. I figured while they were getting connected I would link in, too.

But ignorance triumphed again. We all have had these Cardos for a couple years now and we almost never succeed in getting everyone linked in. Oftentimes we have to reacquaint ourselves with the operation of the devices. In this case I tried to turn mine on and could not. I had just charged it the day before but I concluded I had not properly shut it off and it had run dead overnight.

In fact, as I learned later when I pulled out the manual, I was not properly turning it on. The device has three buttons, one on the left as you look at it and two on the right, one above the other. I was pressing the button at left and the top button. No. You need to press the one at left and the lower button. Duh. Maybe I’ll remember that now.

So we went for that ride and I’m sure they were talking along the way but I was just cruising along in my own world. Not a bad place to be but not what I had intended.

Anyway, I’m looking forward to the next time we ride and seeing if it really is going to be so much easier. I sure hope so.

Biker Quote for Today

I know I ride like a girl, so try and keep up.

A Less Than Excellent Product

Thursday, August 27th, 2026

I’ve ridden with Gene a few times recently and that prompts me to discuss this. Gene is one of two people I know who have a Brake Free helmet brake light. This is a device, sized to be clearly visible, that attaches to the back of your helmet, that activates a red light when you decelerate. A brake light. No wires, just motion activated.


Gene from behind, showing his Brake Free helmet brake light.

I know when I first saw one of these things I thought it was a great idea. I still think it has the potential to be a great idea but it seems to me that it will need some refinement to reach that point.

The problem I’ve seen riding behind Gene (and also Nick, who has one as well) is that they activate too easily. Let’s say you’re on the throttle, adding speed, and then reach your desired speed. You ease off the throttle, or perhaps you cut the throttle abruptly. The light comes on. You’re not braking, you just slowed your momentum. But the light comes on.

Other times you’re just cruising at speed and maybe you ease off on the throttle, not necessarily intentionally, just the normal play on the throttle that is a regular part of riding. The light comes on.

I suppose you could argue that if you’re ceasing to accelerate it’s good for whoever is behind you to know that. Perhaps. Or for that person to know your speed has dropped just a tad. Maybe.

But the overall effect is this: With that light coming on as frequently as it does just during the course of normal riding it creates a boy-who-cried-wolf effect. With it coming on so often, you pretty much just disregard it. It becomes meaningless.

I don’t know if there is some way to calibrate it to only respond under a greater change in velocity; that would be good. And I suppose that if you were hitting your brakes hard and it came on and stayed on, rather than flashing on and off fairly quickly, that might be an important warning.

I’m not saying the things are worthless, I just think they could use some improvement. I had initially considered getting one myself but now before I would do that they would have to get better. That’s just my assessment.

Biker Quote for Today

A woman who rides a motorcycle is in tune with the universe, a candidate for high adventure.

Post Number 2000: Checking Out A Tracer At The Dealership

Monday, August 10th, 2026

As that title above indicates, this is post number 2,000 on this blog. My very first post was on Saturday, April 8, 2006. Wow. Who would have thought.


Bikes set up for demo rides in Cheyenne.

As I’m assuming you are aware, I have been looking seriously at buying a Yamaha Tracer 9. I went up to Cheyenne a few weeks ago to test ride one and since then I’ve been looking at the aftermarket mods I would want to make to the bike if I bought it.

As the next step, I visited a local dealership with one in stock, Grand Prix Motorsports. The guys up in Cheyenne were too busy running the test rides to take a lot of time to seriously go through the details of the bike and I wanted to do that.

Coming into the shop I was greeted by a sales guy and I told him what I was there for. He led me over to the bike and we talked. I had a lot of really basic questions. Where is the sight glass for checking the oil level? How do you remove the seat? How do you adjust the seat? (It can be raised and lowered.) How do you open, and how do you remove/mount the side bags? How do you raise/lower the wind screen? Stuff like that.

I also asked him about modifications. For that, he told me, I would need to speak to someone in parts. He led me upstairs and handed me off to a fellow up there.

My questions:

What are the options for a case guard? I want to mount highway pegs and it appears the way to do that is on a case guard. First you need the case guard. That’s OK, I want one of those, too. I have had case guards on all my bikes. Yamaha does make one for the bike so that would seem like the best option, although I’ve seen others on forums that I find more attractive.

What can I do to improve the seat? In test riding I felt the stock seat was too hard and too narrow. Yamaha makes a “comfort seat” but what I’ve read about those is not favorable. I offered that I could just take it to Bitchin Stitchin, a local motorcycle seat customizer, and get it done there. The parts guy strongly recommended I go to Bitchin Stitchin.

The Tracer originally came with an option for a top bag, which I want but now they appear to have backed off on that, leaving that item to the aftermarket. The parts guy told me the bags originally offered were made by Givi and now Yamaha has ceded that whole market directly to Givi. We looked at what Givi has to offer and when I pointed out one that they listed as being good for the Tracer the parts guy told me that yes, it would work, but I would also have to buy the mounting kit–it doesn’t just attach directly the way the one they sold with the bike does. So that mounting kit would be about $350 on top of the $400 or so for the bag. Ouch.

I headed back downstairs to look at the bike more and the sales guy rejoined me. I had told him that I wasn’t planning to buy that day but of course he asked me what it would take for me to buy today. I asked him what deal he could offer me that would push me to buy from him rather than any of the many other places I could get the same bike. He told me he couldn’t negotiate a price unless I was intending to buy. Fair enough; I get that. We can get to that part later, perhaps, but not today.

Then he went all salesman on me, telling me they originally had three in stock and this was the last one. If I didn’t buy it today it might not be there when I came back.

“Then I’ll just buy it somewhere else,” I replied. That shut that down.

The important information I got from the exchange was that when it came down to actually making a purchase, they do have negotiating room. The $12,599 list price is not set in stone. Also, he pointed out that with taxes and fees and whatever, out the door the price is closer to $14,000. Good to know.

I’ve looked online and $12,599 seems the standard price, though some dealerships are asking a bit more and others are asking less. Some a good bit less. But what I’m told is that some states, such as California, charge a sales tax even if the vehicle is to be licensed in another state. In Colorado we pay a use tax so if you are taking the vehicle out of state you don’t pay the tax here. So if I were to buy elsewhere I would need to discuss the terms in detail beforehand to be sure it’s actually a good deal.

Am I going to do this? I do think I am. Right now, though, this beastly heat is just discouraging me from even riding the bike I have so I’m not exactly motivated to buy another one. But it has to cool off sometime. Then . . .

Biker Quote for Today

“That is why, as soon as I felt a real attraction for my first passion which was the motorcycle, and in spite of the danger it could represent, they encouraged me.” -– Jacky Ickx

Communicators–Nice If We Knew How To Use Them

Monday, June 22nd, 2026


My Cardo communicator on my helmet.

I did this Utah ride with the RMMRC guys and I was looking forward to having us all connected via our Cardo communicators. I told myself that before I left on this trip I ought to pull mine out and charge it and also refresh myself on how to operate it. I did charge it but I did not refresh. You know, someone else will be the main guy and he will know how to do it and all that.

Yeah, right. I got over to Morrison, where we were assembling, in plenty of time to get connected, and everyone there was asking, “How do we connect these things?” Oh great. I had the user guide on my phone so I called it up and was looking at it but it seems the process is open to interpretation. Does this mean this, or does it mean that?

We only managed to get Tom and Gene connected so Tom was leading the ride and Gene rode sweep. It’ll do. We’ll get this all figured out tonight in Green River. Meanwhile, during the course of the day I needed to let Tom know I needed a gas stop so I used old fashioned hand gestures to give the word to Gene to pass up to Tom. Hey, it worked.

That evening in Lindsay’s suite (he didn’t request it; they just gave it to him) we were sitting there with the door open so anyone walking down the hall could glance in and see these weird guys sitting around wearing motorcycle helmets. There were five of us and with some effort we finally got four connected, but the fifth just was not happening. I was the fifth. I didn’t like that situation.

We decided to try again from the start and once again we only got four connected. This time I was in but Dave was out. Dave did not like that situation.

But we were out of ideas so for this whole ride Dave was not in communication while all the rest of us were. Probably more than anyone else, I empathized with him deeply. That could have been me. But not deeply enough to offer to swap communicators with him.

Since getting home I have re-read the user guide again and I think I do understand what our issue was. We really need to get this figured out. Like, maybe get together to get it done before we’re actually leaving on the trip.

Biker Quote for Today

Bikers don’t need a crowd; we ride alone but together.