Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Inside Lines

"It seems the Teutuls have more on their cycling minds than just screaming matches and outlandish Harley-inspired customs."

One of the signs of the coming apocalypse: OCC gets a Ducati franchise.

Source Interlink, publisher of Motorcyclist and other motorhead magazines, files for Chapter 11.

Source Interlink explains the situation. (Warning: if you have any common stock in SI, you'd better sit down first.)

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Friday, April 24, 2009

Flashback Friday

Eddie Lawson on a Kawasaki 250, Laguna Seca, 1980.
(photo by Jerry Smith)

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Friday, April 17, 2009

Flashback Friday

Gene Romero, Corky Keener, Jay Springsteen, and Scotty Parker at the San Jose Mile.

(photo by Jerry Smith)

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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Dress For The Fall, Not For The Ride

ATGATT is an acronym that stands for “all the gear, all the time.” It’s sometimes used as an adjective, as in “I’m ATGATT whenever I go out on the bike,” meaning you wear a helmet, jacket, gloves, and boots on every ride.

I’m thinking of expanding “on every ride” to include other situations, like taking out the garbage, which I was doing a few minutes ago when my boot grazed one of the glass jars I had set out for recycling on the garage floor.

The jar tipped over and rolled under my foot. Unable to see it thanks to the plastic bags of garbage I was holding, I stepped on it, had a sublimely slapstick moment, and belly-flopped hard onto the cement garage floor.

A few choice words later I stuffed the bags—and the jar—into the garbage can, rolled it out to the curb, and went into the house to survey the damage.

The fingers of my left hand had been momentarily bent at an angle fingers are not designed for. They hurt, but they’re otherwise okay. The main points of impact were both knees and my right elbow, which will all, I’m sure, have more to say about this in the morning.

The aspect of this that really makes me think about ATGATT is that just minutes prior to my swan dive, I had returned from a ride in, among other safety gear, a jacket with armor in the elbows, and pants with armor in the knees.

There’s a lesson there somewhere. Or maybe it’s just an example of one of the several kinds of irony. I’ll leave it to you to figure it out. Me, I need some ibuprofen and a long, hot bath.

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Innovation of the Week: BMW garage-door opener

A friend told me, "I tried this, and all I got was the finger."

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Friday, April 10, 2009

Flashback Friday

Gene Romero adding cornering clearance to his TZ750 in turn 8 of the old Laguna Seca circuit.
(photo by Jerry Smith)

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Monday, April 6, 2009

Why isn't motorcycle road racing more popular?

I can’t remember ever seeing a TV broadcast of a MotoGP or World Superbike race from anywhere other than the U.S. where there weren’t thousands of fans lining the track, waving flags and cheering and wearing face paint the same colors as their favorite rider’s helmet.

On the other hand, I can’t remember watching an AMA (or DMG or whatever the hell it is now) road race where the grandstands weren’t so empty you could fire a cannon off up there and not hit anybody.

Why isn’t motorcycle road racing as popular in the U.S. as it is in other countries? Everybody has a theory. Here’s mine.

I call it the Personal Identification Theory—PIT for short. At the core of PIT is the notion that you’re more likely to be interested in watching someone else do something if you’ve done it yourself. If you played sports in school, for example—football, basketball, tennis—you’re more likely to watch those sports on television than if you spent all of your school years in the chess club.

PIT applies to motorsports, too. Just about everyone in America drives a car, which is, I think, a big part of why NASCAR appeals to so many fans—personal identification. The fact that few if any of us drive a rear-engine single-seater with wings and slicks might account for why NASCAR is more popular than open-wheel racing like IRL and F1. (Or not. Remember, it’s only a theory.)

I believe PIT as it pertains to motorcycle road racing is valid in many parts of the world, especially those parts where cars and gas are expensive, and where many people started their driving lives on mopeds, scooters, and motorcycles. Some of them grew out of bikes and bought cars; others never gave them up. Either way, two-wheelers were, and still are, a significant part of life in these places.

America, however, is a car culture. Our cities, our economy, and our lives are built around, and shaped by, cars. Motorcycles, even for the vast majority of motorcyclists, are essentially small recreational vehicles, used primarily for fun. And they’re hugely outnumbered by cars; motorcyclists themselves don’t seem to realize how small a percentage of the general population they represent, except when the rest of the country reminds them by treating them like the noisy but tiny minority they are.

The minority status of motorcyclists isn’t lost on the number-crunchers who work for TV networks like Speed, which devotes increasingly more hours of programming to shows that only tangentially involve speed of any kind, and can’t even be bothered to show some of the motorcycles races it does carry on the same day they occur because it would pre-empt a six-hour block of “Wrecked,” a show about the thrilling lives of tow-truck drivers, or interrupt live coverage of an all-day classic-car auction.

It’s a pretty good guess that Speed does this because those shows have demonstrably larger audiences—and therefore bring in more advertising dollars—than motorcycle racing, and because there just aren’t enough motorcycle race fans among Speed’s viewers to justify the ad rates necessary to support the programming they want to see. You might not like it, but it’s hard to argue with it.

But maybe, just maybe, it goes even deeper than that, straight to the heart of motorcyclists themselves.

When motorcycles were all pretty much the same—so-called standards—for the most part motorcyclists identified with one another regardless of what they rode. But when standards branched out into cruisers, and sportbikes, and dual-sports, and tourers, that identification with all motorcyclists did the same thing. The result was more identification with the discrete segment of riders who rode the same kind of bike you did, and less with those who didn’t.

I don’t think I’m too far off base in suggesting, for example, that not a lot of cruiser riders care much about road racing, primarily because the bikes on the track aren’t cruisers. Since they don’t identify with the bikes, or the riding style, they stay home. Or, as is the case in Daytona every year during Bike Week, they cruise the main drag cheek-to-jowl with thousands of like-minded riders while over at the speedway the racers play to nearly empty grandstands.

But this could just be me projecting my tastes on everyone else. I’m a road rider, and a former road racer, so I like to watch road racing. Not so much with the dirt racing; for me, Supercross is a supersnooze.

I’m curious to know how, or if, the type of riding you prefer influences the kind of races you go to or watch on TV. Feel free to use the comment feature to tell me if I’m right, or if my theory is the PITs.

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Friday, April 3, 2009

Flashback Friday

Think Miguel Duhamel is fast? You should have seen his dad, Yvon, race wobbly Kawasaki triples on spoked wheels and rock-hard tires back in the day. That's teammate Hurley Wilvert hanging on the flagpole.
(photo by Jerry Smith)

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