Christmas eve back home is the big nite- pig roast, yucca, black beans and rice... the traditional cuban christmas feast (Noche Buena as my grandparents refer to it). Well, I'm 1600 miles away from the family, so some princess chicken from San Dong Express would have to do. Spent the first half of christmas day at my buddy Ben's place. He had his girlfriends side of the family over for a christmas breakfast that was stellar. Ended up staying there till late, then headed to my buddy dick's for dinner. It's nice to have friends that welcome your company when you don't have family around.
I stayed up late scanning through sideburn magazine daydreaming about what saturday would bring. I had loaded up the ice bike in the back of the truck and was set to get up nice and early to hit the ice. I got a total of 2hrs sleep and never have i sprung to attention as i did when that alarm went off. Jumped in the truck and hit the road for Janesville - bout an hours drive.
I got to my buddy Ski's bright and early and we did some minor tweaking before loading up the bikes, along with the snowblower. We figure the first day we would ride the bikes around his retention pond to just try and get a feel for them and work out the kinks.
Here's the mini-track ski plowed out for us.
Ski on his 250, son Jay on his 80cc 2 stroke, and daughter abbey played pit crew.
my mo-cheen. 1977 Honda XL125
This wasn't Jays first time out and you could definitely tell.
Ski around turn one
Ski told me a long time ago that riding a bike on the street isn't half as much fun as being out on the ice.... As much as i love my shovelhead, i hate to admit, he may be right. Talk about a totally different experience! After getting a feel for the bike and how it grips the ice, i started pushing the bike a bit harder. I started picking up speed and was trying to back it in to the turns with absolutely no luck- seems with a bike thats low on torque, you get halfway through the turn and you could just here the bike bog down and lose speed before it would actually get going again. I talked to ski about it and he suggested instead of trying to break the rear tire loose, just keep the bike pegged and lean over further.
AH-HA! that was the ticket! Lean hard, give 'er the beans, and push down with your outside foot to try and keep as much traction as possible.
there's no words that can describe how much of a badass you feel like when you start to get the feeling of the bike down... even if you don't look like all that much of a badass. After a ton of laps, the ice starts to get these nice ruts in it, and if you can catch them just right, they make for good good cornering. hit it the wrong way, and your ass is up in the air and the bars are slapping all over the place. Its such an out of control feeling that only feels better with the more gas you give it. The screws don't wanna grab if your on the brake. but twist the throttle and hang on and you're golden.
I also got to feel what its like busting your ass on the ice a few times. If you look close in this one, you can see the front tire is cocked inward just a tad. more gas probably could have saved this one, but alas, no luck.
surprisingly hitting the ice isn't half as bad as one would have thought.... just make sure your leg is up in the air so you dont put it on the still-moving buzz-saw of a tire.
All in all the first day was killer, and the second day even better out at lake Koshkonong. Unfortunately, in my excitement, i forgot the charger to my camera at home and my batteries were dead by saturday mid-day. I know, I know... By mid day sundaya i had really gotten a feel for the 125cc and even started getting the bars below my knee on the turns. Scared the crap out of myself a few times and even high-sided on a turn and whacked my shin REAL good. Whats really a shame is i didn't get any shots of the other dudes that were out there riding the lake. Local flattrack superhero Lance (don't know his last name) was there along with some other guys on 450s that we're just INSANE. Badass of the day award goes to an AMA flattrack plate holder #19.... Ian was his name but again i don't have a last name. This guy was the first one on the ice and absolutely ripped on his 2-stroke yammy. it was like a snowstorm following him wherever he went- totally nuts.
so the big lesson from the weekend, dont' forget your damn camera charger. I promise next time guys, better pics and more of them. I'm hooked on this so i'm sure i will be going out again way sooner than later!
man, europe is so cool sometimes. In Austria and Hungary, they believe in a mythological creature by the name of Krampus that rides along with Santa to care of all the naughty boys and girls. but instead of just handing them coal, he flogs em with a birch branch, throws them in a barrel and drags them back to hell. It's like getting a two-fer holiday: Christmas and Halloween in one!
So, to all you guys, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! hope you get some bitchin parts for christmas, and not a flogging from a half goat demon thing.
ok, trying to get back to regular updates. been doing some etching here, some motorcycle work there, a little bit of this and a little bit of that... looks like this weekend may be the first day on the ice! gotta wait on a few seals for the forks- bent tubes forced me to rip them apart and put them in the press to straighten em. I'll be posting up pics for certain if we get out there! for now, thanks for hanging in there kids. gonna have some engraved goodies up for grabs here soon too!
oh, and sorry bout the chipmunks for a few days there. I think lemmy is much more fitting.
my apologies folks-been a bit busy lately with some side hobbies. the ice bike is coming along, as is my new pad. As of this Saturday, for the first time in a long time, i will have my own living quarters. peaches is a mere stones throw from the front door to my building so if i really get lonely i can strut over there. gonna be buckling down here shortly... got school starting up in january and my side projects are getting me a little more involved. Theres a high possibility i will wind up tearing the shovel apart again this winter... I only planned to take the top end off and repair the 2 broken rocker studs... but i dont know if i will be able to contain myself- you know how it is.
Ill be posting when i can and keeping you up to date on the ice forecast as well. in the meantime, ride safe and be nice to eachother.
I was walking through Walgreens the other nite looking for a toilet plunger and a white out pen when i happened upon the magazine rack. You and i both know theres rarely any good magazines there or any supermarket for that matter. After flipping through Lowrider i cracked a smile when i saw the cover of GQ- Clint Eastwood with "badass of the year 2009" written next to him. If you watched Gran Torino you know why.
while looking for some eastwood pics, i found a dude that appears to know everthing there is to know about clint.
its this time of year that makes me wonder why the hell i like it up here. Its not bad yet, but its the doom before the gloom. the thermometer has been staying in the 40s but you can tell its soon to end... predictions of snow for thanksgiving. only a matter of time before we get some ice....
So Peach and i had some running around to do yesterday to get his bsa sent off to its new owner in NY. Somewhere between it all, Peach offered to buy a round at the St. Francis Brewery on the south side of town. Naturally, I had to accept. We got there and we were the only two people there besides the bartender and the Natalie Portman look-a-like waitress. Peach ordered the Archbishop Amber, and i got a pint of the Southshore Stout, both super good! The Stout had a real nice dark flavor to it with that hint of chocolate, and the Amber tasted almost exactly like Yuengling, my all-time favorite American beer. We figure if theres 5 different flavors of beer, its in our best interest to get a sampler try them all. They even give you a sample of their "49 maples root beer" - its got a hint of maple syrup in it that makes it all the sweeter. The bartender also informed us that we could get a half-gallon jug of beer to go for a small fee, AND the best part.... while all of milwaukee stops selling beer at 9pm, St. Francis Brewery can sell you one of their jugs of beer until mid-nite!! Peach and i both agreed the Archbishop Amber was tops and he picked up a half-gallon jug.
Stop in if you are in mke and looking to try some small time brewery beer. super tasty, and super friendly staff..... even if they wouldn't let us go skinny dipping in the vats of beer.