| Author | Message | ||
     No_rice |
we had a degree ride at work today. it was actually 23 degrees, but 5 below windchill. so we rode about 23 miles(a mile a degree) except that Jenn and i rode there and home also, so it was about 40 miles total. add that to hitting 100 a couple times and it was damn cold. when we left to ride there it was snowing so hard you could maybe see 1/8th mile. wind was blowing hard to the south and we were going west. had to lean it so far to the right side on top of getting pushed across the newly formed ice on the rode that i put my right foot down to keep the bike standing up as we rode. just like skiing with a motor, lol. when we finally got to some dry payvment the bike ran like a raped ape!!! i couldnt hardly keep the front end down. nice second gear power wheelies. the air was so cold it was shoving twice as much through the motor. us 2 on my bike and 3 other guys were all that would go. atleast the snow had stopped for a bit until we got back outside of town.   | ||
| Liquorwhere |
Bravo to you and your lady!! I love Florida.  | ||
| Prof_stack |
You guys are nuts! I'm impressed...  | ||
| Thespive |
You sir, are an animal! --Sean | ||
| Johnnylunchbox |
No rice, you still have one of the coolest looking XB's around. I love that paint scheme. | ||
| Mortarmanmike120 |
You got balls man - big, harry, frostbitten balls. The above statement was simply a reference to no-rice's toughness and questionable decision making ability, as well as postulation that his balls were frozen. The above statement does not imply that mortarmanmike actually know's anything about no-rice's genitalia or wishes to become acquainted with no-rice's genitalia. | ||
| Glitch |
The above statement was simply a reference...  | ||
| Rainman |
And No-Rice's lady, too! Um, see the MMM120's disclaimer. | ||
| No_rice |
thanks johnny, i'm just starting to round up some more bodywork for another idea at the moment. mike, thats some funny stuff right there! lmao! heck, Jenn wanted to go ride even worse than i did i think. we even got the mini bikes out when we got home. she was cruising on my OLD Z50R i'm tuning back up for my daughter, and i apparently was upsetting the neighbors on Jenn's YZ80(or atleast thats whet the cop was telling me anyway, lol) i have to do something since i'm without a sled again this year. i had 2 ZRT800's and a fairly built thundercat. sold the 800's, and the thundercat bit the dust when i launched it end for ended it at 140-150. i did get a small fix last weekend though when my dad and i went out on his cats and played for awhile. MAN I MISS MY SLEDS! | ||
| Vaneo1 |
crazy just plain crazy | ||
| Bcordb3 |
I had to put a sweater after I read and looked the pictures! Chilly comes to mind. | ||
| Sleez |
to get a windchill of -5 F, you need 109mph winds at 23 F! i would be more worried about the wind blowing you sideways than the cold!!! | ||
| Blackbelt |
I took the X1 out the other day before the snow hit here hard... but now there is so much snow and ice I don't think the ol girl would make it 1/4 mile before sliding off the road... YOU ARE CRAZY!!! Gotta love it | ||
| No_rice |
109mph winds? i ment the wind chill was about -5 average, but had 20-30mph gusts(they were some really long gusts, lol) i wouldnt even be able to keep my truck on the road with 109mph winds!  (Message edited by no_rice on January 29, 2007) | ||
| Madduck |
I believe the bike was going 100 mph not the wind. Windchill is computed the same way whether the air is moving or the impactee is moving. | ||
| Sleez |
yes, but he said it was 23 with a -5 windchill (109 mph wind required), not including going 100 mph at times!! so depending on the direction of travel, some of the windchill would be canceled using basic vector analysis. if he rode into the wind at 100 mph, the windchill would be approx -47!! of course that would be a combined wind speed of 209mph!!! not bloody likely!!! (Message edited by sleez on January 29, 2007) (Message edited by sleez on January 29, 2007) | ||
| No_rice |
ok, look at the chart above. if it is 20 degrees out, and there is a 15 mph wind, that equals out to -5 below zero. i realize california doesnt get anywhere near that cold or have a wind chill except maybe in the mountains. thats why i posted the wind chill chart so people could figure it out them selves   if it required that much wind to only make it to -5 i cant imagine how many hundered mph it would take to get the -40 or more below 0 we usually reach on and off during the winter when the actual temp is still above 0. this has been an EXTREMELY mild winter! (Message edited by no_rice on January 29, 2007) | ||
| Iamike |
No Rice - you're nuts! Of course then I camp out in the winter once in awhile. | ||
| Tdiddy |
So are you guys trying to say it was cold out? | ||
| Sleez |
i was using this chart and calculator;  http://www.nws.noaa.gov/om/windchill/index.shtml at 20degF it takes 65mph to get to -5degF apparently there is a disparity in windchill calculation, i believe (for now) the NWS. the chart you have says i get to -5degF at 15mph from 20degF, not likely! (Message edited by sleez on January 30, 2007) | ||
| No_rice |
yep, there is something odd. got me i just go by what the weather stations, and thats what they said for saturday. it is usually well above 0 and still below with windchill here during the winter. but there is no way it is 100 mph winds everytime! that would be blowing stuff off of my building all the time! lol. apparently i need to quit trusting what the local weather stations say the temp is i guess... | ||
| Sleez |
makes you wonder.... i do think they changed the way it is calculated a few years ago....who knows, black magic!? | ||
| No_rice |
lol, got me all i know is it sure doesnt compair to a nice summers day but atleast i got to go for a ride! | ||
| Sleez |
i've been wanting to ride lately, it has been in the low 60s by lunch time, but only 25 or so at 6:45 when i go to work....too cold for a 5 minute ride to work! so did your tires ever feel like they got warm? | ||
| No_rice |
not really, if i pinned it i could still spin the back tire and get all out of wack even with the 2 of us on it. but it hooked good enough to do some nice roll ons! i just went VERY slow around the corners. i already broke my nose and scratched up the bike a few winters ago when the rearend slid around on the cold road in a slow corner. dont feel like doing it again. i was riding to work everyday even in the teens up until we got our first decent snow a month or so ago. i dont really care for all the salt and sand on the roads after that. | ||
| Rainman |
Hey, N-R, what kind of clothing do you wear in the teens? I give up around 26 but I really don't have adequate cold weather gear and here in Va., there doesn't seem to be anyone carrying it. Do you wear snowmobile gear or layer or what? | ||
| Ezblast |
You'all must be the Knights of Ne! | ||
| Rainman |
We are no longer the Knights who Say Ne. We are the Knights who Say Damn it's Freakin' Cold! | ||
| Ezblast |
by Dave Karlotski There is cold, and there is cold on a motorcycle. Cold on a motorcycle is like being beaten with cold hammers while being kicked with cold boots, a bone bruising cold. The wind's big hands squeeze the heat out of my body and whisk it away; caught in a cold October rain, the drops don't even feel like water. They feel like shards of bone fallen from the skies of Hell to pock my face. I expect to arrive with my cheeks and forehead streaked with blood, but that's just an illusion, just the misery of nerves not designed for highway speeds. Despite this, it's hard to give up my motorcycle in the fall and I rush to get it on the road again in the spring; lapses of sanity like this are common among motorcyclists. When you let a motorcycle into your life you're changed forever. The letters "MC" are stamped on your driver's license right next to your sex and weight as if "motorcycle" was just another of your physical characteristics, or maybe a mental condition. But when warm weather finally does come around all those cold snaps and rainstorms are paid in full because a motorcycle summer is worth any price. A motorcycle is not just a two-wheeled car; the difference between driving a car and climbing onto a motorcycle is the difference between watching TV and actually living your life. We spend all our time sealed in boxes and cars are just the rolling boxes that shuffle us languidly from home-box to work-box to store-box and back, the whole time, entombed in stale air, temperature regulated, sound insulated, and smelling of carpets. On a motorcycle I know I'm alive. When I ride, even the familiar seems strange and glorious. The air has weight and substance as I push through it and its touch is as intimate as water to a swimmer. I feel the cool wells of air that pool under trees and the warm spokes of sunlight that fall through them. I can see everything in a sweeping 360 degrees, up, down and around, wider than Pana-Vision and higher than IMAX and unrestricted by ceiling or dashboard. Sometimes I even hear music. It's like hearing phantom telephones in the shower or false doorbells when vacuuming; the pattern-loving brain, seeking signals in the noise, raises acoustic ghosts out of the wind's roar. But on a motorcycle I hear whole songs: rock 'n roll, dark orchestras, women’s voices, all hidden in the air and released by speed. At 30 miles per hour and up, smells become uncannily vivid. All the individual tree-smells and flower-smells and grass-smells flit by like chemical notes in a great plant symphony. Sometimes the smells evoke memories so strongly that it's as though the past hangs invisible in the air around me, wanting only the most casual of rumbling time machines to unlock it. A ride on a summer afternoon can border on the rapturous. The sheer volume and variety of stimuli is like a bath for my nervous system, an electrical massage for my brain, a systems check for my soul. It tears smiles out of me: a minute ago I was dour, depressed, apathetic, numb, but now, on two wheels, big, ragged, windy smiles flap against the side of my face, billowing out of me like air from a decompressing plane. Transportation is only a secondary function. A motorcycle is a joy machine. It's a machine of wonders, a metal bird, a motorized prosthetic. It's light and dark and shiny and dirty and warm and cold lapping over each other; it's a conduit of grace, it's a catalyst for bonding the gritty and the holy. I still think of myself as a motorcycle amateur, but by now I've had a handful of bikes over half a dozen years and slept under my share of bridges. I wouldn't trade one second of either the good times or the misery. Learning to ride was one of the best things I've done. Cars lie to us and tell us we're safe, powerful, and in control. The air-conditioning fans murmur empty assurances and whisper, "Sleep, sleep." motorcycles tell us a more useful truth: we are small and exposed, and probably moving too fast for our own good, but that's no reason not to enjoy every minute of the ride. | ||
| No_rice |
well i had plenty of great snowmobile gear, but my helmet is trashed from my wreck. i knocked the front off of it, thats how i managed to break my nose along with my ribs, colarbone, couple knuckles and seperate both shoulders and one hip, lol, so some of my gear got screwed up. my main problem was that my good summer helmet fogs up easy in the cold so i had to wear one of my old bell ones. other then that i didnt even get out any of the snowmobile gear(i dont know what the heck i was thinking). i just had a sweatshirt, long underwear, jeans, my buell garage jacket, leather jacket, chaps(ya i know so sue me!), my icon gloves and a face mask. Jenn had on a couple pair of long underwear, some sweatshirts, scarf and mittens and her leather coat. neither of us were thinking very hard when we were getting ready. we both have carhart bibs, snow pants and stuff like that also but didnt bother to think about putting them on. trust me we will next time... | ||
| Rainman |
I bought a cheap yellow ski jacket and layer it with a nylon running windbreaker next to my shirt and a polar fleece pullover under that jacket. I have leather jeans over my jeans and thick boot socks. The problem is that the jacket is decently warm but not much protection. I tried putting my leather jacket under the ski jacket but it's colder than the other way. I did discover they make DOT-Snell snowmobile helmets that can be used on the street and am thinking about getting one for next year. |
