Great pics. You've aged well Ferret.
(05-10-2015, 09:15 PM)The ferret_imp Wrote: (05-10-2015, 06:17 AM)Novice_imp Wrote: Great pics! That lid from 78 reminds me of the one I had when I used to ride around on a Suzuki DS80, although I only wore it when I thought my dad might be watching.
I found it's easy to forget about the practical side of wearing a jacket etc once you're in the habit of always wearing it. When I only wore a t-shirt while riding, I found the constant slap of it irritating/fatiguing at freeway speed.
While riding outside of the city I've hit bugs that I felt through my jacket. I would rather not take one of those while wearing a T-shirt and sunglasses.
Novice brings up something people rarely think about. Clothes flapping. If you are not wearing a jacket, wearing a loose shirt or one with a collar while riding will get those clothes flapping setting up what can feel like a vibration in the bike, or the collar tips can flap against the edge of your helmets making a constant rat a tat a tat a sound, or it can actually make you itch.
Been wearing a jacket for so long now, I had forgotten about that. Thanks for the reminder Novice.
Novice brings up something people rarely think about. Clothes flapping. If you are not wearing a jacket, wearing a loose shirt or one with a collar while riding will get those clothes flapping setting up what can feel like a vibration in the bike, or the collar tips can flap against the edge of your helmets making a constant rat a tat a tat a sound, or it can actually make you itch.
Been wearing a jacket for so long now, I had forgotten about that. Thanks for the reminder Novice.
Speaking of flapping, let me share a little story. Years ago I when I was still in college (ok, MANY years ago) I was riding up from school to visit my Mom for Mother's day. That year the temps were in the 40's and raining, but that never stopped me before. I didn't have the proper rain gear but I WAS TOUGH after all...
So I rode it out, bracing the near freezing temps, soaking wet, but kept on riding. The trip home was usually about 3 hours. Well, after a couple hours into it I finally realized nothing was looking familiar. I hadn't noticed earlier because of the intense shivering I was suffering. What happened was that I had actually gotten hypothermia-the first thing to go is the ability for rational thought. I never made my turn onto the other expressway once I got on the highway and ended not one bit closer to home, in another town far away.
I pulled into the nearest gas station where the female attendant saw the pitiful state I was in. She brought me a cup of coffee to warm up which I couldn't even drink because my hands were shaking so uncontrollably I was spilling it everywhere. This lasted for over 45 minutes. She eventually let me go into the back room to change into some dry clothes for the trip back to school (never did see mom that weekend)
Of course, I still didn't have rain gear, so I improvised. I bought a roll of Saran Wrap and literally wrapped myself up in plastic like a mummy! This worked well-for about 2 miles. At that point, the Saran wrap started flapping itself to shreds, eventually turning into long streamers waving from my body as I rode back. Must have been quite the sight.
I'll never forget that ride...
Edit: Now that I think about it, it was Mother's Day 1985, so this is the 30 year anniversary of that very ride!