9:zero:7...the area code where they're made, Alaska.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
They say they can go anywhere...just checking it out.
Picked up snowbike for the upcoming winter....trying to ignore it till we get some of the white stuff, but it's hard. Had it out for a few singletrack runs. A bit squirrely with the Big Fat Larry's on, 4.7". Expect them to be butta in the powder.
9:zero:7...the area code where they're made, Alaska.
Little dusty.
Like I said, they say they go anywhere!
Out my back door.....buffer woods for the Little Plover River.
9:zero:7...the area code where they're made, Alaska.
Friday, October 12, 2012
American Politics
Something I read back in High School 40 years ago....at this time in this election cycle maybe something worth reading every few days.
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.
© Max Ehrmann 1927
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.
© Max Ehrmann 1927
Saturday, October 6, 2012
2012 Fall mtn. bike riding
Compilation of a few different trails over the past couple of weeks.
River Trail, Milwakee, WI. Not bad for an Urban City ride.
Brown Trout. Fall run up the Milwaukee River from Lake Michigan.
Petrified Springs, Racine, WI. Nice trail. Flowing and fast.
Bring your sticks!
Fall colors.
Small drop....still too much for me and my hardtail, though.
Backs up to UW Parkside campus. Lots of rogue stuff.
River Trail, Milwakee, WI. Not bad for an Urban City ride.
Some shots from my son, Nick. Timm's Hill, WI, highest point in the State.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
First Motorcycle
My first motorcycle was a '67
Yamaha 305 Big Bear Scrambler I bought in 1971 the winter I turned 16. Mine was red,
though. Rode it on snowmobile trails that winter, my first "Fat Bike" I guess!??
It was fine if I was able to keep the 305 on the hard-packed trail but it was murder to push it out of the deep snow if I got tossed off the trail.
Back in '74 gas was up and down in price...it seemed I never had enough money to fill the tank. I stole as much as I could from the family farm tank that was setup for the tractors. Toward the end of my senior year in HS ('74) I knew I was moving to Oregon so I decided to sell it.
It was running really rough at times anyway, figured there was something wrong with it. When a guy came out to test ride it, I thought I better make sure there was enough gas in it for a decent test ride...that's when I figured out that when it got low on gas, it only sent fuel to one head, so it was running on one cylinder most of the time. For the test run it ran like a dream! Damn, wish I still had that bike.
At least when I did put enough gas in it to go to town to pickup my girl-friend (and future/current wife) it ran well enough for us to enjoy the ride and each other.
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It was fine if I was able to keep the 305 on the hard-packed trail but it was murder to push it out of the deep snow if I got tossed off the trail.
Back in '74 gas was up and down in price...it seemed I never had enough money to fill the tank. I stole as much as I could from the family farm tank that was setup for the tractors. Toward the end of my senior year in HS ('74) I knew I was moving to Oregon so I decided to sell it.
It was running really rough at times anyway, figured there was something wrong with it. When a guy came out to test ride it, I thought I better make sure there was enough gas in it for a decent test ride...that's when I figured out that when it got low on gas, it only sent fuel to one head, so it was running on one cylinder most of the time. For the test run it ran like a dream! Damn, wish I still had that bike.
At least when I did put enough gas in it to go to town to pickup my girl-friend (and future/current wife) it ran well enough for us to enjoy the ride and each other.
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President Obama in Milwakee, WI.
Happened to be in Milwaukee a couple of weeks ago at the same time Pres. Obama was there for some fund raising. Kinda cool.
I heard there were 3 routes ready and 1 is selected at the last minute. Both times the procession came down the street we were on.
I say he was driving the Ambulance or a motorcycle....some say they saw him in the Prius taking some back streets. In any case, still cool.
I heard there were 3 routes ready and 1 is selected at the last minute. Both times the procession came down the street we were on.
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