Today as I look out my window, I no longer see the green of the park or the flag fluttering in the breeze, but I see the mountains and the sea from my chair in the living room. The mountains have a "cloud halo" where the clouds ring the middle portion of the mountains. The sea is calm as the single freighter makes its way to the harbours in Seattle.
But today, I think the halo has a special meaning. You see, today we send one of our brothers home. He will take that one last ride and tho
As I look out my window…
I want to apologize for the lack of writing. Creative energy block, a magical force-field, a black hole – who knows. I just could not “get it going” for a while, then all of a sudden, it was like Popeye eating his spinach – BAM! But this has me worried, as I could only think of the word of the day as given to me by a staff member….
Constipation - <his words> “a high level of constraint or restriction; a pronounced lack of ease; your boss when he is ful
As I look out my window today, the flag is fluttering in front of a partially blue sky and the mighty Gary Oak trees are shedding their golden leaves. The Parks personnel are diligently blowing the leaves away from the Cenotaph and the military members are pacing off the positions where everyone will be tomorrow.
In one day the park will be full of poppies, wreaths and vets as we commemorate another Remembrance Day. This year there will be fewer vets from the World Wars, fewer from Korea
Oh my, it has been a long time since I was last on to make a post - it seems work has a way in getting the way of having fun these days. Anyway....
We are going to have another contest!!!! A member approached me last week and said that we need to have a bumper sticker in the store. So here is the contest:
The bumper sticker needs to be 11.5" x 3"
Contain the CMC logo
Theme must be centred around Watch for Motorcycles, Motorcycles are on
The one thing I know for certain is that for every one idea there are 900 people that think they have the answer. Of those 900 people, you can write off half of them as being 100% undeniable whack jobs. This leaves 450 that think they have the answer. Of those 450, half of them plus one only think they know the answer because they are pretty sure that that answer is correct. This leaves 224 that think they know they answer. Of those 224, half of them have never really been right about anything,
A strange thing happened this morning, one that has not happened in over 25 years – I forgot to set my alarm clock last night and I slept in this morning. Normally I am up at 05:30, grab my first cup of joe, do some Club business and some work stuff, take a shower, get dressed and off to the office I go. Not today however.
I looked at the clock, my heart started to pound, the adrenaline kicked in, jumped into the shower, threw on my clothes, grabbed a cuppa and downed it, filled it back u
Back from a refreshing break and raring to get at the mounds of work on my desk (NOT), I look out the this great window only to give the one finger salute to the weatherman for being wrong yet again. I now, after 50+ years, have finally accrued enough data to inequitably confirm that:
It will either rain or not
It will either be sunny or not
It will either be cold or not
It will either be windy or not
So with this newly created data, I can now ascertain that it will be a c
I am still here, looking out the window. Not much to say these days as work is beating us really bad. Long ungrateful hours just so someone else can take the credit and look good. You know the story. But hey - I'm working.
I will kick back into full gear later this month when these projects are put to bed and I have time to breathe and look out the window and let my hair down (oh wait - I have no hair, maybe that is the problem )
See ya later this month folks
This morning as I was sitting in my office looking out my window at the park across the street, I received a text message from my youngest son. A simple word with so much meaning – FREEDOM!
For most of us, freedom means to get on our scoots and cruise to wherever the front wheel points. No timeframe, no destination, no one to bother us.
For others, it may mean to live in a land where you are free to say what comes to mind, to eat when you want to eat or live where you want to live.
Once again looking out the window I am greeted with the dark grey skies filled with moisture, while I listen to my people out east (anything east of Vancouver is ‘out east’) complaining of snow and the northerners complain of ice. I guess in the light of things we are fortunate here that we have the rain.
There is an old saying that spring is not here until you can have nine daisies under one foot. Yet, I heard on the news last night that Victoria is boasting over 1 BILLION flowers alread
The rains outside my window today should be cleansing the roads from salt and gravel, but when is it going to end and let us have our normal weather back? A wish I am sure so many of us have these days.
But these days seem to be bringing more than doldrums of weather… Recently we lost another CMC sister to that damn ‘C’ word.
Tina was one of our Charter Members, starting with the Club when we formed in 2006. Always the life of the gatherings and wisdom for the younger crowd. I m
This has got to be the worst day on record!! Ok, I will rephrase this – this has to be the worst day on record!!! Yes Stafford, this is just for you and all the rest of you.
I am looking out the window and what do I see? People running around sleeveless and in shorts. The bikes outnumber the cars – well not really, but there are so many out! My ride is sitting all covered up, plugged into the charger and crying. Yes, crying. She wants to be out on the road so bad and the only excus
Today as I look out my window, I see the sun shining again. Oh so long it seems as we were hit by old man winter and the snow that just yesterday covered the ground is now gone. The bikes are once again out and I start to think - Dang, I have to get new tires AGAIN!! As this thought scurried around my head, I found this article from Harley - good words to share: Harley-Davidson Offers Tire Maintenance Tips
Courtesy of Harley-Davidson
A patch of tire rubber no larger than a credit ca
Boy, I am in a total melt down today and I don’t think I am standing alone. For some reason, this winter seems to be dragging on longer than any other year. As I look out my windows today, I can honestly say that I have not seen one motorcycle go by. This is a first, but then again, so is the weather. It is not sure if it wants to rain, or sleet, or snow or shine. The only thing I know for certain is that I am getting a bad, and I do mean BAD case of PMS <parked motorcycle syndrome>.
Today as I look out the window at that beautiful park, I notice that something is missing. The park was home to two old WWI German guns. They have been moved earlier yesterday to an off-site facility so that they can be restored to their original condition.
The restoration project will involve replacing missing parts, repairing damaged and rusted components, and cleaning, coating, and re-painting the guns using the original German colours and pattern. Once refurbished, the guns will be re
As with most days so far this year, god did not give me enough hours in the day, so today column is going to filled with a bunch of humour that I have scraped off different sites over the years. Be prepared for some belly laughs and keep in mind - these are not of my making, so please be gentle.
Texas Assembly Bill 7036: The Sit The Hell Down And Ride Act Of 2013. To staunch the epidemic of stand-up freeway wheelies that have become a pox upon the land, all street-legal motorcycles sold af
Looking out the window this morning, I am trying to find a topic to write on, then it hits me. It hits me hard.
In yesterday’s UPS shipments, I received our Chapter’s new recruiting cards. They are business cards, very generic, that tells people where we meet, what time we meet and who to contact. All of our members will carry a few to pass out and hopefully boost our membership.
This is what I am having a hard time understanding…. Why is our membership dropping on a National level? Wh
As I sit here working on the FY2014 budget, I hear a rumble outside my window and when I look out, I see a motorcycle that looks like it has been left outside for a decade to be raped by Mother Nature.
Here in the Pacific Northwest, it does not take much for an unattended bike to turn into a pile of flaking red metal. You see, with any inkling of frost, the brine trucks are out in full force. The roads are covered with the watery goo that soon turns to an ultrafine white powder that wil
It is a crazy morning today. I had a totally different column to post this morning, but when I looked out the window I saw it was snowing and on the way into the office I came across two situations that I thought would be a great way to start the day.
You see, here in sunny (or rainy depending on the day) Victoria, we get little snow, hence the reason for all of you easterners (anyone east of Vancouver is an easterner) like to move here. So the obvious joke of the day is, “How can you tel
In a previous post, I mentioned about getting off the beaten path and onto the gravel roads to go places you have never seen. If I placed ten bikers in a room and asked how many would prefer gravel over highway, chances are I would get 100% saying highway. And if asked “why”, the most common response is “I don’t like it.”
Looking out my window I begin to reminisce a trip from Phoenix to Las Vegas. I stopped short of the Grand Canyon to marvel the mountains and a waterfall that saw off in
I cannot teach anyone how to survive in a short blog post, however I can give you the tools in which to survive. Because most of us will be travelling on the highways or the byways, chances are we will never get into the boonies where we will need many of survival tools that people would use while backpacking or hiking in the wilderness. In fact, the majority of our “survival issues” would be solved with a simple cell phone call to 911. However, there might be those times when the highways an
Ever have one of those days when you weren’t sure if you were coming or going, came and went or were just plain confused about everything and thought the best solution was to go back to bed and get back up? Looking out my window today that is exactly how I feel. It is a beautiful day with the sun shining, but there is a horribly cold wind blowing and even though the thermometer says 7°, it feels more like -7° and the thought of climbing back into that warm bed is more than a temptation.
I looked out the window before I left home for the office this morning to see a light dusting of that white stuff they call snow. My first reaction was “Snow day!” but that would hardly go over very well – after all, it was the day after the Super Bowl and I surely would get pegged as “That guy with the big hangover”. The thermometer read a crispy 1° C, so on goes the cold weather gear and said a quick prayer that Old Blue would start this morning. Open the garage door, unplug the trickle charge
My eyes go directly to the Cenotaph as I look out my window today. You see, my office faces Memorial Park – a great green area in the heart of this little Municipality; so it is hard for me not to get off into “day dream world” every now and then, especially on days like today when the sun is in its full glory and the temperature just begs me to leave this office and jump on my trusty stead and head off to wherever the front tire points. But as I look at the Cenotaph, I can’t but think of all th
It is time to break away from the ever present budget preparation and look out the window and ponder at the New Year. Even though we are now 30 days into it, I am finding that the old paycheque is smaller. It is going to be another tough year. So, as I watch the birds feeding merrily on their catch of the day I got to thinking….
Every time our group rides, we find ourselves ending up at a pub or restaurant for a meal. Now I get to thinking (yes that can be dangerous)… it is one of the p