So last Sunday we went for another Ride...

So on the 3rd the TSBA had a wrench night and Harry called me up to tell me about it. I swung by to hang out with the guys and have a bit of BBQ. Talking to the guys I was telling them that my bike was in the shop and I could not ride the next morning. Steve tells me that if I wanted to ride with them, he had an extra bike I could ride. I was kinda dubious about riding someone' bike, but I relented and took him up on his offer. Turns out he has 2 Hyabusasas. I would be riding the 08. So we set the plan up and I was to meet him at Eddie's the next morning. When I pulled up I saw Steve outside cleaning up the bikes.


This was to be the bike I was riding on this day. I was kinda excited as I know exactly how fast this bike can move and I was eager to put some speed on her. Although very cautious as this is not my bike and Steve has her very well taken care of. He assured me that it was okay to get on and get some speed going so again, I took him up on it.


Front view...
And yet another...
Here is Eddie, who was looking half asleep and half hungover (both of which he assured me he was not) getting ready to ride.
Now here we have Harry and his ever growing collection of "WTF" looks. I think he may have been wondering if I was taking pictures of his very sexy (in a completely hetero and manly way) leather pants. HAHAHA

I believe Randy there on the right is trying to size up Harry for signs of heterosexuality. HAHAHAHA!!!
Here we have Serena, Duh-Wayne and Scott on the right. Scott is Serena's husband. Scott is on a FJR and serena is rocking a BMW R1200S I think. Its the sportbike, and its quick and she can ride very well.
Serena was looking at the speedometer on the Busa that I was gonna be riding, asking how fast it went. I told her, "The bike goes very fast... ME on the other hand will not be going as fast." ;)
This is Serena's BMW.
Another picture of the Hyabusa that I will be riding this day. What I like to call the land rocket, damn that thing was fast...
Eddie's YZ-1
Carlos' Ducati 848. Now this particular motorcycle is pretty quick, which Carlos would prove to us later on in the day with a speeding ticket from the Highway Patrol.

Scott's FJR. Much like Harry's bike, this thing is a sleeper and wicked quick. Scott has the bags on for extra carry capacity of course.

Randy's V-Strom 1000. Nice bike and nice guy.

Here is Harry's bike... which now is incomplete without a leather clad ass sitting on it ;)

(yes Harry, I'm gonna fuck with you about your pants for a while.. ) hahahahaha
This is Steve's 05, the other Hyabusa, and the one he was riding today.

So here we have now the shot we've all been waiting for, Harry actually not giving me a 'WTF" look, but actually smiling the secure manly smile in Leather pants. :D
John on the R1
Mase's BMW K12

Mase trying out for the "WTF" look contest.... talk to Harry, he's got the looks down, Mase!
Serena on her bike, getting ready to go...

And of course we have to get a picture of Harry's leather clad ass, he looks so shexy
Heading up North on 281, this is carlos (speedy McSpeed) on the 848

Duh-Wayne on the other FJR, he peeled off early, no idea why but oh well, to each their own ride.

This is what I was talking about when I mentioned Harry's bike not being able to functioni without a leather clad ass on it anymore. Harry still looks bored and like he's just waiting for us to turn it up a notch. But we were on the Expressway and doing about 80-90 was enough for that area.

Serena chunking the deuce... I always get one of these when I'm taking pics. I have yet to get the B.A.R.F salute... I'll wait for it. :D
Ricardo and Lorena on his big Goldwing. This is the guy from the previous post that is a dentist in progreso and has the zx-14. Nice guy and he rides this thing like he does the zx-14.
Randy on his V-Strom...

Here is Eddie giving me a "what about me? Why don't you take a picture of me, huh huh :tear" look. So there Eddie, I got ya ;)

Rick (Jr) on the bling mobile (zx-10)

Mase in the foreground and the bling mobile in the back with Jr on it.

Another of Randy...

Big Steve on the big Busa...
Ricardo and Lorena...

Serena...

Scott...

From l to r : Lorena, Ricardo, Harry feeling the softness of the leather pants, scott helping him concentrate, and Serena. :D

That is Randy on the left and my ugly mug on the right. Self portrait style. I will try to keep pictures of myself to a minimum as I'm sure the just sully up the post ;) hahahaha

Steve and John, I don't know what they were talking about, but it was funny...

Eddie, pouring his 20th packet of sugar into his coffee...

I think they were looking at some pics of a previous ride.

I'm not even gonna touch this one, you guys figure it out :D hahahahaha
This is John trying to lean the bike all the way over. When we went through here earlier going the other way, John had his knee down on the pavement which was pretty cool.
This is Harry breezing through the right hander, note the cool looking leather pants...
Serena with Scott hot on her trail...
Eddie and Ric coming around... Bling mobile in the background.
This is Carlos on the 848.
This is Jr.
zoom on Eddie from a previous shot...

And this last one is Harry from the other side. Its a picture that Mase sent him, of which I'm still waiting on several from Mase.
Well. We had a very good run that day. I'm noticing that when I put up pictures I don't put as much narrative into the story, so I will try for a recap.

Arriving at Eddie's that morning I was kind of nervous. Why? Was it the riding? Well no, I don't get nervous riding. I was just dubious about being on such a big heavy bike with so much power under it and praying that no matter what else happened that I didn't ding it or drop it as I don't wanna pay for someone elses bike. But all that was laid to rest when Steve greated me good morning with a big shit eating grin and said something like "you ready for this?" I was like hell yes, can I pick up the speed. He said it was no problem and that that was what the bike was for. He has a power commander on it and said he wouldn't even activate it. I missed this part until later in the day.... So Eddie came out of the house looking half hungover and half asleep. When I mentioned this he assured me he was neither, just not really a morning person and it took a bit to get in gear (dude I so understand). So we took off, headed up McColl to Nolana, going through the usual motions of warming up the tires which I'm sure kinda freaks out the commoners in cages (cars for those that don't know). But it was necessary as I knew we would soon be opening em up. Got to Nolana and peeled it to the right headed for 281 and the Valero. I guess the tires were warm enough because I was going around 70 and Steve flew by me like I was standing still digging a wedgie out of my ass on that 05 busa. Fak me that thing was quick. Needless to say I followed in kind and quickly caught up... 130mph on Nolana... DAMN!!

When we got to the Valero there were several riders there already and a good group was coming together. First thing I saw was that sexy beast Harry in his leather pants.

sidenote: I want everyone to know that I commend Harry for going to the lengths of getting leather pants to protect his body in case the worst should happen. I will get my turn at getting ribbed as I'm in the process of getting leathers too. Only reason I'm raggin on him is cuz I told his wife Christiane that I would just for fun. Harry, ya know its cuz I like ya, that I fuck wit ya. :D

back to the story...

There was Scott, his wife Serena and some guy named Duh-wayne that assured me there would be a quiz on names later as I was trying to remember them all. Why? cuz I suck with names and always forget them. I'm just glad the tall guy wasn't there again, I STILL cannot remember his name. Needless to say I went through all the trouble of remembering names and for what? Duh-Wayne peeled off early and didn't even show up for the quiz. Boo!

We had the usual recap before the ride for those that have not ridden with the group before and we were ready to head off.

So off we went, the usual way of up N on 281 to 490 then hit it up to the east. Got some twisties in and some speed under the bikes. Got to Raymondville again and ate at Casa Blanca again.

Headed back and in to Edinburg after a good breakfast, there wasn't too much speeding going on. Mase and I pulled ahead to get some picture taking done and that is where most of the above photos come from. After photo taking we rode over to 490 and 281 where some peeled off. Harry and Randy took off on 490, some went home and others of us went for fuel and speeding tickets. on the way south on 281 we got up to some pretty quick speeds and sadly enough Carlos got tagged at 90 mph which was a welcome relief from the 120-130mph we were doing just a bit before we saw the DPS truck. He got pulled, we went for gas, and he didn't get arrested or towed, which was a plus. Back up to 490 for some straight aways where I finally got to open the busa up... I gotta say... Holy Shit!!! at about 170mph I was having many thoughts go through my head, so I slowed it up a bit. After that we went south into town in Mission where I was getting bored and started lane splitting and what not, when a pickup truck... yes, a pickup truck thought he would catch up and show me how tough he was and how fast his truck was... Puh-leeze!! I played with him for a bit then Jr went flying by on the zx-10 and myself and Steve followed in kind.

After that we just went back to Eddie's house, put the bikes up and chatted for a while. It was a great ride and I'm not being as descriptive as I wanted to be because I'm pressed for time right now. I'll update again soon.

Ride...

So I never got around to posting these pictures and now I remember why... this stupid blogger takes forever to load up my pictures and at times I can only load up 1 at a time... THE SUCK!!!!

But alas, they are done. Well, the first ride anyways, I still have this past Sunday to post but I'll wait until Mase gets me the pictures from his camera.

Like I had said before, when I called Roy and told him we were riding, he quickly informed his wife that plans had changed and he was going riding. I say that and it sounds like he's a mean guy or demands or commands at home. Well he's not, I know his wife well and she is a very understanding and loving wife who knows Roy's love for motorcycles and riding and accepts, and even encourages it. Viannay is a good girl.

So here is a picture of Roy's bike sitting up on the stand waiting for some attention.

Well here I am making a stupid face and waiting on Roy to get his butt in gear and his very pretty shoes on... wait for it....


And here are those famous shoes I was talking about. "Hey Roy, wanna know how I know you're gay?" hahahaha. He snagged these off of Ebay and loved em. Oh well, they're nice and flashy. Wait till you see what I'm scoring off of Ebay buddy, you're gonna cream your pants.


This is my steed. It awaits me patiently, knowingly. Soon, we will be in sync, twisting, turning, leaning and stretching its legs and opening up the carbs to its limit. It is for this reason that it waits with patience.... it knows the run is coming.


Side by side. Roy's 1999 916. A very gorgeous and very quick bike.


We got to our meeting spot, the Valero on 281 and Nolana in front of Rudy's. That is Harry on the left, the guy in the middle I know but I can not for the life of me remember his name. That is Eddie on the right there. Everyone was just bullshitting and hanging out waiting for the rest of the crowd before we got going.


This is Ricardo. A very nice, laid back kinda guy. He's a dentist in progreso, so if you need your teeth done, call me, I might be able to hook you up. He runs a zx-14, black and quick. Nice bike.
Here is another picture of 'Red' waiting patiently on me...


Carlos showed up on his 848... Nice

That is Jason's bike in the background...

Carlos on the 848 on the road.

This would be Jason, I don't remember what he was riding...


This is John, the then president of the TSBA. Also the leader of the pack.
John again. I was trying to get myself comfortable taking pics at speed. This was going about 60-70 mph

Getting ahead of the pack and looking back. Not a bad group, I think we had 12 riders out that day

One more...


Eddie, on the YZ-1


Chunking the deuce...


Rick on his zx-10... The bling mobile!
Again...

Mase, with his kickass riding boots!! on the big zx-14...


AND I STILL CAN'T REMEMBER HIS NAME!!!!!


So here is Harry, kicking back. I think he may have been falling asleep wondering when the hell we were gonna turn it up a notch... Harry is a bit older, but don't let that shit fool ya, he's about as eager as a kid after the prom... :) hahaha to haul ass I mean.
Roy on the 916, sorry I didn't get the shoes in this shot...


Self portrait... Damn I look good!!!


Breakfast at Casa Blanca.

Roy with his cool rag on head.

One of Harry's famous "WTF" looks.... I"m starting to enjoy em and am looking to capture more. Wait till I show you guys his leather pants :D


Just some of the bikes after the ride...


Hanging out after the run...

After our little run, we stopped at the Flying J to splinter off. Everyone pretty much went their own way from here. Harry and I kept going on 490 where he proceeded to show me exactly how slow my bike is compared to his :) hahahaha

This is another of Harry's "WTF" looks. No, I'm not aware at what he's looking at though.

Group photo. Names at bottom

From l to r: Eddie, Rick (Jr.), Harry, John, Alfredo ( I think and hope that is his name), Mase in the back, Carlos is too cool with the glasses, Fak!! I keep forgetting his name (tall guy in back), Jason, Ricardo, my fat ass, and Roy, who cannot be missed with those shoes on ;)


This was a good ride. I have a busy day today so I will take my time to post up this past sunday's ride. that and it might not be until tomorrow as I'm waiting for pics from Mase.

Peace

bored at home...

I can't get these damned pictures to load up.... Its really starting to piss me off... because if I have to load ONE at a time, then I don't see it happening. I have quite a few to load. Lets see what happens.

And yes, this counts as an update.

M

Update:

I have to get some sleep before work tonight and yesterday was a long day. Tomorrow I will update with the pictures of the ride on Sunday morning. Other than that, all is normal.

Peace.

5 in da mornin!!

And I'm out of work a little early so I thought I could come on here and just run at the keyboard a bit....

So what has been going on? Not much really. Lets see, Slept like a champ this weekend. I need a new motorcycle. I think I will be trading in my 900SS for a new Ducati Monster 1000 SR2. It is a tight looking bike and I like it quite a bit. And if my 6'4" brother can ride that thing around the country, my short ass will be fine on it. That and I'm going to have Erik set up the suspension for my weight (which we won't discuss thank you very much Rick!). Anyway, I foresee some good rides in the future. I also foresee my BMW getting some work done on it pretty soon. So there will be an extra bike in the stable to run around on. That and I'm going to look into getting a Suzuki DRZ4o0SM in the near future, why? cuz being a hooligan has its moments and I enjoy it. ;) HOOLIGANS!!! FTW!!!! hahahaha

So anyways, what else is up? Hmmm, not much. Just chillin, fixin to zone out on some tv, which I can now do on my new 32" flat screen LCD.... thats right!!!!! hahahahaha

Ok, be back later.

peace and hair grease!!

M

Update...

So there is a blog strike out there somewhere in protest to my lack of updates... So here we go...

Lets see, everything is SNAFU as always :) if you don't know what that means, ask a marine. Or you can ask me later.

Work is as fantastic as ever, and since we're in our 'busy' season, it goes by a little faster at night. I think I'm going to be putting in an extra day or 2 to catch up on some bills and to put some more money away. Looking at getting a new motorcycle soon and need the extra chedda for that. And I want something I can put on the track as well.

Bit o' good news. My brother might be coming down soon so we can hang out some and catch up and get back on track. Makes me very happy.

My sister is a drunken brawler and a hysterical drunk... I'm glad Rick and I taught her how to throw down and protect herself and her friends. Onya sis, ya done good.

I'm miserable without my motorcycle. I WANT IT BACK ALREADY!!!! I want to ride!!!!!

I have to order my gloves from the UK because the sales rep in the bay area is a total flake. meh, twat!

My daughter is the most awesome person on the planet. She never fails to make me laugh, no matter what is going on with me or in my life. Ask me about the "chill, Winston" line she tossed at me. . . about fell out laughing!! hahaha

Ok, now I have to get going and start ironing so I look fresh at work tonight. :) hahaha, cuz you know the sickies like it when I look fresh yo!!

Peace, Love, and hair grease!!

Sunday Ride

So Harry calls me the other day telling me he found the group to be riding with as the group of guys he has been riding with for a while is getting too slow for him. The majority of the guys in that group he rides with are a little older and tend not to need to run as fast as we do. Now, with that said, its not always about going fast, or being wreckless, or even irresponsible... but like anyone else, Harry and I like to turn it up a notch every once in a while.

So Harry and I had rode once before and it was a short hop, not very long, not very far, but we did get to run around a bit. After we split up from Bugs, who does not run fast at all, probably because he is near lounging on that big ass couch he rides, Harry and I got on the gas a bit. Fuck... Let me tell you, Harry is not afraid of getting on the gas. His FJZ HAULS ASS!!!! Its a big 1300cc, clutchless bike, that left my ass in the dust. Although I caught up to him finally as we were near 120 or 130mph, I have to admit, he is very quick.

So we hadn't ridden in 2 weeks and he calls me to tell me he met some guys that are part of a group of sport bike riders here in the Valley. Guys of like minds, fast bikes, running far and hard and doing it on sport bikes and also safety and gear oriented. So in other words, good guys, fast bikes, and not stupid squids with squidly behavior. I'm in. He tells me that we have a bbq at one of the guys' house and we're off. Met up and rode out to Mission for a bbq. Turns out Harry was a little worried because apparently on the way over to meet him my back light went out. Turns out it was the bulb that was old and not making the right amount of contact... anyway, he could not see me at night and we ended up getting lost because I suck and had not been in Mission for a while. BBQ went well, met some guys and made plans for a Sunday Morning ride that they all go on every week.

The next morning I'm up early and getting ready. Heading over to pick up Roy as I had called him the night before to tell him we were riding. He said he was going to church but once I told him we had a ride you could almost picture him moving the phone away from his mouth, turning to wifey and just letting her know, "uh, yeah... we're riding in the morning" So I was glad he was down to ride.

So roy gets his loud ass Ducati out when I get there. He has a 99 916 with a Fast by Ferraci Big Bore kit in it. The bike itself is fast, and Roy knows how to ride the hair off of it, so we were almost set... then he came out in his flashy McFlash Ducati shoes and I was like, "hey, wanna know how I know you're gay?" hahahaahaha. Luckily for me Roy doesn't give a shit, he just laughed and said he liked em.

Rode out to Nolana and 281 as that is where this group meets every Sunday to go for a ride.
When we got there Already there were 4-5 bikes. Ernest on his zx-10, Harry on his FJ, Ricardo on his ZX14 (the little bike) and Eddie on the FZ1 (this bike I actually like quite a bit) and Roy and myself representing Ducati of course. Roberto showed up on his Ducati 848 with paper plates on it still. Then John, the club prez on his R1. Alfredo on the R6, jason on the ninja (zx-7?) Mase pulled in on his ZX-14 and I forget the guys name on the green zx-10 all blinged out. And that makes 12. From what I understand, the group hadn't been this big in a while seeing as everyone has different schedules and what not. I was glad to see the guys talk about the ride before we took off. Normally people just get up, get on and roll out and let shit happen. Not these guys. They were good enough about knowing that there were new riders in the group and some simple (yet sometimes ignored) rules were laid out. If you want to haul ass, get to the front of the pack, that is where the faster bikes will be. If you care to go slower, then hang out towards the rear of the pack. The leaders will always make sure everyone is still together if the ride gets a little spirited. Signal debris on road with leg, don't fixate on the rider in front of you, stay in staggered formation and most of all, enjoy YOUR ride.

So we took off. I had let the guys know that I was going to be moving around in the group to take some pictures and everyone was cool with that. The first part of the ride was uneventful and we finally hit 490 and headed East. Getting some better speeds due to the fact we were on backroads and it was early Sunday morning. Not much po-po out. Now like I said earlier, not very many twisties in this area, but we did hit a couple of nice sweepers that we got to take in at at least 80-100mph which was a welcome change from the regular mundane riding of the city here. I realized 2 things. I'm not as good as I want to be... yet, and that my suspension sucks. Both problems are being remedied. John, Alfredo, Roberto, Ricardo (on the big zx-14) Roy and Harry were ahead of me as I kept feeling the bike get loose as I was leaned over (especially to the right side) and we had a great time. Roy kept riding the wheelies out of the corners and didn't get the Duc up anywhere near what it can do. The riding was fun and spirited. Pace coming out of the corners was already in the 100's so when we'd straighten out we'd roll on it (seeing as how unless you're on the expressway, there is not too much room to run em hot) and we were hitting (at least I was) 150+mph and Harry and the guys were still well ahead of me. I am the suck ;) hahahahaha. Finally made it to Raymondville and got to Casa Blanca Restaurant. Great place to eat, good food and good company. Sadly I forgot that they take only cash, not cards and neither Roy nor I had cash and I was buying Roy breakfast. Boo, had to borrow cash and now I owe Harry 10 bones and John 5. I'll get em on Sunday. So we get to teh restaruant and do the whole mad max parking. Got it down on the first time too. But I was next to Harry, and I looked over to see Harry loose the footing on his left leg (gravel) and as I reached over to try to keep his bike from coming over (like that was going to happen) I lost balance on mine, and we both hit the ground. Boo!!! Oh well, got Harry's bike off of him and made sure he was ok, then picked up my bike. No harm done. Lets eat!!!! Had a good fatboy breakfast and then got ready to ride again. Kinda the same way back, just a couple of different twists and turns. Made it back to Edinburg and met up at the Flying J. Had some group pictures taken and then everyone split up. Headed home and was glad I got up early to ride.

I didn't put the pictures in because this thing takes fucking forever to post em up and it posts them all at the top and I have to move them around. boo! so maybe I'll get a flckr accoutn and post up the link later.

Till Sunday, when we ride again...

Some riding events...

So I went riding with a co-worker's husband. I had never been riding with this guy before and had never met him, but his wife said he was a good guy and that he loved to ride... a little bit of a biased opinion but I took her word for it ;) hahaha. So I was supposed to meet Harry in Palmview and take off around the back roads to end up somewhere north of us and hopefully somewhere for breakast. The area around here sucks for any semblance of twisties or turns and there are very few roads to take that actually have a twist or turn worth a shit in em. But if you know where you're going, you can find em. So I hadn't called Harry to make definite plans, but we HAD agreed to meed in Palmview and go from there. So Sunday morning, I'm up early and out the door. I get to Palmview and stop to give him a call. Wifey answers and turns out he has already taken off to Harlingen to ride his usual ride. Ahh Fuck!! So Christiane, how long ago did he leave? 15 minutes you say? and he's going to Harlingen? Cool, I'll catch him... hahahaha yea, RIGHT!!! Harry, as I soon came to find out, hauls ass on his FJZ and as much as I was traveling at a continued 120mph on the expressway all the way to Harlingen, he was there well before I was.



Totally giving me the "what the fuck took you so long?" look. Harry is a little older than I am, but getting to know him, he's probably as young if not younger than me at heart. Harry has traveled many different places on his bike and used to be a racer back in the day. Definitely a guy that knows his way around a motorcycle and riding. Turns out he's a hell of a nice guy to boot.

We took off north with a couple of other guys from the group, deciding to go to Raymondville for some breakfast (nice little restaruant by the way)

Dale was one of the other guys we rode with. He rides a Harley (we won't hold that against him seeing as how he's 79 and rides that thing all over the country still). Very nice guy, laid back, kinda quiet, but has a good sense of humor.


This very quiet and cool cat with the Silver dollars in his pocket (long story) is Bugs. Not sure how old, but he rides a huge GoldWing that needs not to be washed as its not dirty yet ;) hahaha
Nice guy, rides mellow, but rides.... we rode for a while then we all split up. It was a good day and it was good to finally meet and ride with Harry. We were soon to do it again. But that will be the next post.

Fucking People...

So last night at work the only thing of note was the 5 month old cute little baby girl that was dropped off at the ER due to the fact that mom was a drug addicted, alcoholic prostitute and had been arrested last week and the lady that this child was left with could no longer take care of her as she has her own 3 or 4 kids to watch out for.

Sucks that there are people out there that struggle to have kids, hell even to adopt kids, and even if they can adopt, it might cost an arm and a leg and this piece of shit just squirts em out and then leaves em to get high, fucked, and then arrested... Meh, such is life. Kid was cute, but will most likely become another statistic in the system. Sad.

So I need to update...

I haven't updated my blog in a while, and I just might get to that this morning. We'll see what happens and what kind of mood I'm in when I get back from dropping Tash off at school. I have some photos I need to put up from a couple of rides I went on with some friends. No big deal, but I had fun.

That is all for now... now back to your regularly scheduled programs...