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Richard230

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Wind chill
« on: December 25, 2015, 08:55:38 am »
Here is an interesting article by the on-line retailer Bike Bandit regarding wind chill:  http://www.bikebandit.com/blog/post/the-wind-chill-myth
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #1 on: December 25, 2015, 10:35:06 am »

ďThere 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 windís big hands squeeze  the heat out of my body and whisk it away; caught in a cold October rain,  the drops donít 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 thatís just an illusion, just the misery of nerves not designed for highway speeds.
 
 Despite this,  itís 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 youíre changed  forever. The letters ďMCĒ are stamped on your driverís license right next  to your sex and weight as if ďmotorcycleĒ 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 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 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 Iím 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 that fall through them. I can see everything in a sweeping 360 degrees, up, down and around, wider than Pana-Vision and than IMAX and unrestricted by ceiling or dashboard.  Sometimes I even hear music. Itís 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 windís roar. But on a motorcycle I hear whole songs: rock Ďn roll, dark orchestras, womenís 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 itís 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. Itís a machine of wonders, a metal bird, a motorized  prosthetic. Itís light and dark and shiny and dirty and warm and cold  lapping over each other; itís a conduit of grace, itís a catalyst for bonding the gritty and the holy. I still think
of myself as a motorcycle amateur, but by now Iíve had a handful of bikes over half a dozen years and slept under my share of bridges. I wouldnít trade one second of either the good times or the misery. Learning to ride one of the best things Iíve  done.
 
 Cars lie to us and tell us weíre safe, powerful, and in control. The air-conditioning fans murmur empty assurances and whisper,  ďSleep, sleep.Ē Motorcycles tell us a more useful truth: we are small and exposed, and probably moving too fast for our own good, but thatís no reason not to enjoy every minute of the rideĒ.
 
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« Last Edit: December 25, 2015, 10:38:40 am by Ice »
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #2 on: December 26, 2015, 03:30:33 am »
That is very poetic Ice. I have memories of a daily 70 mile commute in freezing fog, a build up of ice on my jacket and vomiting whilst thawing out, after thumping my hands to make them work. :)
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #3 on: December 26, 2015, 10:07:45 am »
That is very poetic Ice. I have memories of a daily 70 mile commute in freezing fog, a build up of ice on my jacket and vomiting whilst thawing out, after thumping my hands to make them work. :)

Ah yes, great memories!!   :o   ::)   ;)
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #4 on: December 26, 2015, 07:24:29 pm »
I got to the point I hate riding in deadly cold weather. On a bike once your core temp start to fall you're in big trouble of hypothermia setting in. The only safely is in heated gear as your body can't generate enough heat to over come a low temp and wind chill as well.
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #5 on: December 27, 2015, 12:45:18 am »
 A fly screen and a few strategically placed hot hands heaters make short rides possible. 

 "just sayin"  ;)
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #6 on: December 27, 2015, 06:35:50 am »
Short rides yes a 2=3 hour ride? I'd think twice about.

One bad thing about the nice toasty heated gear is being 50-70 miles from home and the gear quitting on you.
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #7 on: December 27, 2015, 07:07:27 am »
I used to make my own heated bar grips. I've always had this theory that when you're mobile and smell burning its not you, because the speed of the wind takes it away. Wrong. My twist grip heater set my glove on fire one day. Hot hand though. :)
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #8 on: December 27, 2015, 07:09:46 am »
I used to make my own heated bar grips. I've always had this theory that when you're mobile and smell burning its not you, because the speed of the wind takes it away. Wrong. My twist grip heater set my glove on fire one day. Hot hand though. :)

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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #9 on: December 27, 2015, 07:17:19 am »
:o

No No NO that's NOT how you stay warm!!  ;D
You should see my heated waist coat made from a 12 volt heated car seat cover. :o
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #10 on: January 17, 2016, 01:25:26 pm »
  For some reason the pics aren't loading.  ;)  ;D  ;D  ;D
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #11 on: January 19, 2016, 07:16:11 am »
Wind chill.....  Wind chill....  Oh yes, wind chill!  When the temperature says it's 0*F but the news says "don't go outside, you'll die".    ;D   I've gotten spoiled living in Denver.  Back in Wisconsin, any given winter day will likely be at least -10*F with the wind chill, all the way down to -40*F or colder at times.  The simplest tasks become life threatening missions that need to be done in 3 minutes or less, or risk getting frostbite.  Here in Denver, people act like it's the end of times when the temperature drops below 20*F and start complaining about "how frigid it is outside."  Meanwhile I'm walking around in a hoodie.  hahahaha
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #12 on: January 19, 2016, 09:11:38 am »
In California we start shaking in our boots when the temperature gets below 40 degrees F. I guess that is why everyone wants to live and drive here - and why no one knows how to install chains on their cars when heading to the Sierras to see real snow before they die.....
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Re: Wind chill
« Reply #13 on: February 06, 2016, 06:56:31 am »
There is a category of experience, for which there does not seem to be a name, which is committing to a danger without realizing the risk in advance, and the great feeling afterward of having survived.  Most of my such experiences involve bike trips in which I encountered unexpected (but perhaps not so much if I had really thought about it) snow and ice.  Great memories.
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