Time Passages

 



Last month, my father did the unthinkable-he sold his motorcycle. It was a 2003 100-Year Anniversary Edition Harley-Davidson Heritage Softail Classic. Beautiful bike, and he took immaculate care of it. Best of all, he rode the heck out of it, often with my mother riding pillion. So to see it go was hard, to say the least. But it was time. He’d been struggling with ill health in recent years, especially 2018, and turned 79 years old over the summer. He quipped, “The older I’m getting, the heavier this bike is getting.” He asked me to help him sell it, and it went to a good home- a former H-D mechanic, getting back into riding, who has a great affection for Heritages. Very appropriate.
I was saddened myself, because not only was this the passing of an era for Mom and Dad, it was a sort of “time passage” for me as well. We had pounded out many roads and road trips together over the past 13 years or so, logged many miles, made many memories. Precious few, even in motorcycling, can say they’ve ridden much with their fathers (or mothers), but I can, and I’m thankful.

 Dad grew up riding motorcycles, back in the 1950s. He owned a stripped/bobbed 1954 Triumph Tiger 500, and was the hooligan of West Roxbury, Massachusetts on it. He street raced, blasted through town with the baffles out, rode with a pack of rascals, preened on it for the gawking pretty girls, but kept his heart for one- My mom.
When Pop left for the Air Force, he sold the Triumph to a friend, who apparently wrapped it around a tree outside town, barely living to tell the tale. No pictures remain of the bike. Pop rode Cushmans while spending a year on Okinawa, then returned home to marry my mom, settle into a career in the airline industry, and raise three crazy, “wild at heart” boys down in “God’s Country” here in the South. He left motorcycles behind for many years, even while supplying us kids with trail and dirt bikes.
I took up street riding in 1996, and by 2005 Pop caught the bug again too. We fixed up a 1982 Yamaha 550 together, and after test riding it some, Dad decided to jump back in, this time on a Harley. First buying a 2006 Super Glide, then swapping for the Heritage (more comfortable for Mom), they both went all-in, decking out in all the best H-D gear, adding a bike trailer and toy hauler to the collection also.

 We rode all over the southeast together, and many of the famous routes down here- the Tail of the Dragon, Cherohala Skyway, and Blue Ridge Parkway, to name a few. I’ve cherished every mile, every hour, riding with him across these years. He’s already experiencing “seller’s regret” understandably, grieving the steady passing of time, cursing the relentless marching of age. But it was time, they both acknowledge.
I guess I’m grieving too, selfishly, knowing our days of riding together are over. But I’m grateful to have ridden with them these years, and grateful my girls have inherited a love for riding, by the times they've shared with me on my bikes.
The guy who bought Dad's Harley? He told me how excited he is to take his wife riding with him, and hopes his daughters will fall in love with riding as well, on the back of that Heritage. As the saying goes- “One man’s sunset is another man’s dawn.”
Oh, Mom and Dad are talking about buying a golf cart now. A gas-powered one. With the big, knobby tires. Maybe raised white lettering. And an engine he can tinker with- maybe squeeze a few more horses out of? This could get interesting....

My Brother's Keeper

 

Recently I was riding back through middle Georgia lake country following a couple of days spent with my parents. After a fuel stop in Bostwick, an old cotton town, I suited and saddled back up to continue my journey home. A lady rider about my age had pulled in not long after me, and now was having difficulty firing back up her old Harley Sportster. Our eyes met, and I could see the look of "can you help me?" in her eyes. Without hesitation, I removed my gear, retrieved my tool kit, and went to her aid. The problem fortunately was minor, a battery post that needed to be scrubbed of corrosion and tightened down. A warm thank you, a grateful handshake, and she was on her way, as was I.

Motorcyclists have some unwritten codes, which we all (mostly) abide by, such as "the wave", riding staggered with each other, among others. Notably, most motorcyclists also follow the rule, "never leave a fellow rider stranded." This is regardless of brand or type of bike. I've been on the giving and receiving end of this "biker good will", and it's one of the many reasons I love the motorcycling community.

A couple of months ago, I was driving my pickup home from working up town, when I witnessed a young sport bike rider on the opposite shoulder, struggling with something at his rear wheel. I whipped around as soon as I safely could, and came to his aid. Turned out, his chain master link had broken by his rear sprocket, and for nearly 40 minutes he had been trying to fashion a snap of some kind to get him home. "No one has stopped or even slowed down to offer any help, not even to make a call for me," he lamented. I lived about 5 miles away and had a motorcycle trailer, I told him, and offered to transport him and his bike to his house, which turned out to be only a few miles away as well. I sped home, hooked up the trailer, grabbed a box of straps, and returned to load man and machine. Upon off-loading the bike at his place, he offered to pay me for my "troubles", which I respectfully declined. "It's what we do", I told him.

To be sure, there are some elements within motorcycling that refuse to acknowledge or come to the aid of fellow riders. Adherents of certain brands, certain types of bikes, and certain club riders look down upon any not like them, and refuse to assist those not of their ilk. And yet, they are a minuscule percentage of the motorcycling world, a fringe not representative of the vast majority of us. Overall, across the years and miles, I have found members of the motorcycling community to be among the most caring, helpful, and selfless people I have ever had the privilege of knowing. And I'm proud to be counted among them.

A couple of years ago, while on a long, multi-day road trip, a friend of mine found himself on a highway shoulder, sidelined by a large screw in his rear tire. While trying to remove the invader so he could insert a plug from a tire repair kit he (wisely) carried, he suddenly found himself surrounded by a group of patched club bikers, who had pulled over and parked in front, behind, and even street side around him. "Oh crap," he thought to himself, being on a metric cruiser, and traveling alone. His concerns were quickly dispelled, however, when the leader asked, "Any way we can give you a hand?" These rugged riders assisted my friend get plugged and reinflated, then accompanied him back into town to a local bike shop, for a better examination of the tire. When my friend offered to buy them all dinner for their troubles, they graciously declined, but each shook his hand, wished him luck, and were on their way. "Just glad we could help" was their response.

Motorcyclists tend to get painted with only a few brush strokes, by the media and the general public. We are often portrayed as scary, hard-core biker gang members, as "Sons of Anarchy" types, or as reckless, inconsiderate "stunters" and "squids", endangering ourselves and others around us. Granted, there are far too many of those among us. But again, these do not represent the vast majority of riders, anymore than a few "quacks" in the medical field represent the vast majority of knowledgeable, conscientious, hard-working physicians.
The late singer-songwriter, Rich Mullins, once penned a song that, though not specifically about the motorcycling community, most certainly applies to how many of us view each other-

I will be my brother's keeper, not the one who judges him.
I won't despise him for his weakness; I won't regard him for his strength.
I won't take away his freedom; I will help him learn to stand.
And I will, I will be my brother's keeper.
-Rich Mullins, "Brother's Keeper"

I frequently ride with a widely diverse chapter of the Christian Motorcyclists Association, called the Kneebenders, made up of all kinds of bikes, all kinds of riders. We include sport bike riders, cruisers, tourers, a couple of ADV riders, and several Harley riders. We are "red and yellow, black and white" like the old children's Bible song. We have men and women riders, and we run the gamut of socio-economic status. We even come from the four corners of these United States. Despite all this, we share two commonalities- we are all Christian, and we are all riders. We are devoted to honoring "the code", among any and all we might encounter.
With all the divisiveness in the world today, even in our own culture, as riders we have the opportunity to make a positive impact by how we treat each other, and how we extend a helping hand to those around us. Let's endeavor to be "our brother's keeper", and model togetherness and generousity to a divided world.

 

 

2018- The State of American Motorcycling

 

Much has been written and discussed in recent years about the apparent decline of motorcycling in America. Sales have been down over the last decade or so. Baby Boomers are beginning to age out of riding, and yet their children, the Millennials, aren’t flocking into dealerships as previous generations did. Harley Davidson has posted quarterly sales declines for about a year and a half, and most other major brands, domestic and import, have felt the pinch of decreased showroom traffic. Much hand-wringing has ensued as a result, with some bemoaning the future death of our sport- riding replaced with driverless automobiles and highways, Uber and Lyft- style services becoming the norm, and expanded rapid transit forcing motorcycling into some impending extinction.

In the past year, further evidence of motorcycling’s slow slide was said to observed in the sudden death of Victory Motorcycles, an announcement that shocked us all. Polaris’ reasons were actually understandable, as they chose to focus R&D and marketing on the legendary Indian brand. EBR (Erik Buell Racing) shut down operations, again, which was not as surprising. Even MV Augusta, the boutique Italian sportbike brand, has found itself in and out of bankruptcy the past few years. And yet, Triumph has posted record U.S. sales in 2016 and 2017, with the reimagining and reengineering of their Bonneville line. As I’ve stated before, they seem to have their finger on the pulse of the American rider, young and old.

Industry insiders and outsiders agree that more can be done to grow motorcycle riding in America. Robert Pandya started the “Give a Shift” Initiative, a forum to discuss the health and future of the Powersports industry. AMA has been generating dialogue over effectively passing our sport on to the next generations. And the big brands are showing signs of awakening, realizing that slapping some fresh paint and accessories on old models won’t bring in flocks of new riders. New and revived brands are positioning themselves to grab market share, such as Royal Enfield, Hyosung, Ural, Husqvarna, even Janus (built in Goshen, Indiana) among others, all building appealing machines for the next generation.

I’ve given this some thought myself, and would like to offer some suggestions from my observations- for the industry, and for us as passionate riders.

To the Motorcycle Industry:

We are not in the 1980s anymore. Gone are the days of assuming “If you build it, they will come” (apologies to “Field of Dreams”) or “race on Sunday, sell on Monday.” I remember in my youth when everyone from Harley to Honda advertized on TV, in magazines and newspapers, and even on billboards. Just marketing in motorcycle publications won’t cut it- you’re “preaching to the choir” so to speak. Go grab the attention of potential riders, like you used to in decades past.

Build bikes that are approachable, appealing, and affordable to new or returning riders. There’s a reason Indian sells so many Scouts and Scout 60s. They aren’t huge, heavy and intimidating, they aren’t the price of a small car, and they evoke a nostalgia younger generations want to connect with. They are but one example. Harley’s Iron 88 is a big seller, the entire Triumph Bonneville line moves well as do Ducati’s Scrambler models and BMW’s RnineT offerings, not to mention the Japanese “Big Four” with cool, retro-styled bikes, all under 1000cc and many under $10,000. Build more of those, market them, and future generations will walk through your doors.

To the Riders of America:

There are many reasons we ride. We talk about these among ourselves, in our riding groups, and across the moto-media we interact with. But when was the last time we invited someone to visit a local shop or dealership with us? Or attend a bike night or rally event with us? Or volunteered to attend a motorcycle safety course together? A new Lightspeed Data study cited in Powersports Business revealed that in 2017, Millennials comprised 36% of all bike sales, new and used, at an average of $8500 per bike, with Generation X riders not far behind. That is promising, but we must “keep the throttle pinned” by discussing and demonstrating our wonderful world of motorcycling at every opportunity. Millennials will ride, Gen Xers are returning to the fold, and the emerging Gen Z (18-under) can catch the fever as well. Let’s be contagious.
May the future of motorcycling in America be bright.

2017- A Look Back

 

2017 was an eventful year in American motorcycling. Reflecting over the previous 12 months, clearly much has transpired in the two-wheeled world. Its been both exciting and discouraging. There were a great many stories from 2017 in motorcycling, but these are a few of the ones I most readily remember-

The Demise of Victory Motorcycles- After 17 years, Polaris scuttled the Victory line, a JD Power & Associates quality-leading motorcycle brand. The move shocked the industry, and those of us in moto-journalism. The move was understandable, with Polaris planning to focus greater efforts on the highly successful Indian line, but I was stunned, nonetheless.
*Oh, and within weeks, Erik Buell Racing shut down operations...again.

The Death of Nicky Hayden- One of America's great motorcycle racers, Nicky was beloved the world over, not just here in the States. The "Kentucky Kid" was an AMA Flat Track champion, AMA SuperBike champ, and 2006 MotoGP World Champion. His cycling accident and sudden death in Rimini, Italy horrified the motorcycling world, as millions grieved his passing. I personally sat and wept at the news. Nicky will be sorely missed.

Harley Davidson's Sweeping Changes- Late summer, H-D announced and debuted radical changes in their lineup, dropping the venerable Dyna line completely after 27 years. The all-new Softail line saw several Dyna models redesigned and dovetailed in, as well as some brand new models- most notably, the Fat Bob, all with the new "Milwaukee Eight" powerplant. I had opportunity to ride a couple of them, the Heritage and Road King, and was very impressed.

American Flat Track & MotoAmerica- AFT exploded in popularity in its first year away from the AMA, and MotoAmerica dramatically expanded its reach in its 4th season. I'm very glad both are back, and I hope these signal a revival of interest in American motorcycle racing.
*Interesting note- the most talked-about American motorcycle of 2017 wasn't even a production bike- the Indian FTR1200, a factory-modified Scout based on their highly successful (and AFT-winning) flat track racer.

The Revival of Retro- All the major brands have trotted out spectacular bikes combining modern amenities with retro (60s-80s era) styling. BMW's RnineT bikes, Triumph's entire Bonneville line, Honda's CBR1000R Blade, Yamaha's XSR900, Kawasaki's Z900, Ducati's Scrambler line,...I could go on. Us old guys love the nod to the bikes we grew up riding and loving, and the younger crowd clearly revels in the nostalgia these bikes recall. Its a great time to be riding!

With all the concern over the flagging bike sales in America, and companies seeking new riders among the younger generation, 2017 was a year of reassessment in the industry. These are but a few of the events and developments of the past year, the ones I most remember. I hope 2018 will see even more in the way of good news.

2018 Harley Road King & Heritage

First Impressions

The quintessential American motorcycle company radically remodeled their Softail line recently, and shoehorned the Dyna line into it, introducing 8 all-new models. This, after debuting the brand new Milwaukee Eight 107ci last year in their touring line. With a new stiffer chassis, a monoshock suspension under the seat, and some models getting the bumped-up 114ci powerplant, fans of both the old Dynas and Softails should find much to love.

Harley-Davidson unveiled the new line Tuesday, August 22, and by Saturday, August 26, I was straddling one, blasting off into the central Alabama foothills, courtesy of our friends at Mt. Cheaha Harley-Davidson in Oxford. For comparison, I was also loaned a 2018 Road King, which had been among the models to receive the Milwaukee Eight 107 for 2017. It promised to be an abundantly fun day.

 

In the midst of Mt. Cheaha's 3rd Annual Rumble on the Loop, I first took off on the Road King, to sample the 107ci mill. Immediately, I was enthralled with this bike. Instant, head-snapping acceleration at the wrist-twist; thrilling, brutal power on tap up through each cog of the 6-speed gearbox. Granted, I ride a little more aggressively than some, being a sport as well as cruiser rider, so was a little heavy with the roll-on. But this bike delivers! Up through the hill country, the Road King dives into curves easily, brakes extremely well, shifts up/down solidly, and of course, that throttle! The bike felt like a comfortable touring cruiser with the heart of power cruiser.

 

Next, I took a spin on the newly remodeled Heritage, which actually wears the new 114ci motor. Thinking this bike would ride similar to the Road King, but with a power bump, I lit out hard like I had on the King. The Heritage quickly settled my raucous energy. Roll-on is more measured, spread out, and smoother. The 114 is clearly tuned for a more relaxed, laid-back ride, as I discovered while motoring along the same roads I had traversed on the Road King. Don't get me wrong- I completely enjoyed the new Heritage, once I synched with her vibe. Smooth, even power delivery, a solid yet compliant suspension, and gentle flickability through mountain curves, the Heritage was a dream to ride.

 

My one issue with the Softail- at every stop, I could not click into neutral, from 1st or 2nd. No positive neutral finder? Of course, the bike only had 3 mi on the ODO when I pulled out, so it's still early in the break-in period, which may sort the situation.

Harley-D has done a phenomenal job with these new 2018 models, and the Milwaukee Eight is another giant leap forward. I strongly encourage sampling these bikes. They do not disappoint.