“No Brainer” Anti-Theft Precautions

“No Brainer”
Anti-Theft Precautions

We all know our pretty shiny bikes will catch the eye of other bike enthusiast. That is why we wash, wax and polish the chrome before a ride, right?
Unfortunately, as we are showing off our ride to other bike enthusiasts, we are also showing off our ride to the potential bad guys too.
Being married to a Law Enforcement Officer I have heard some of the stories of what the bad guys are willing to go through to steal your ride. Which have made me cautious  and maybe a little paranoid when it comes to protecting my ride from theft.
I don’t want the potential theft of my ride to hamper the enjoyment of riding or of my travels so we take “No Brainer” Anti-Theft Precautions.
The first “No Brainer” precaution is to lock the fork lock, taking this simple step and making it part of your routine can save you thousands in headache and heartache. 

When visiting a restaurant or bar we always try to park in front of the entrance, so even if we can’t see our bikes from where we are seated, it is highly visible from other patrons or employees of the restaurant/bar. If front row parking isn’t available as in most cases, and we have to park in a parking lot, we park under a light. When we are traveling extensively we book our hotels with bike friendly hotels with parking in front of our rooms. We also cluster park when we are in a group, so if one of the bikes doesn’t have an alarm system, we park the bikes with alarms behind it.

There are times when you just can’t park where you can keep an eye on your ride,  which brings me back to ALARM SYSTEMS. We have had alarm systems on all our bikes. All of our bikes have had stock alarm systems, the latest bike came with Harley Davidson alarm system and we upgraded it with pager to alert us if the alarm goes off.
There are several aftermarket alarm systems available that are either hardwired or Plug & Play.
Some alarm systems have Text, GPS locating capabilities, and there are even alarm systems with perimeter capabilities. With the perimeter alarm model, you can program it for a set distance and should someone get too close the alarm will sound.

There are less complicated anti-theft devices that simply work because most bad guys are lazy and will move on to an easier target. Such as a cable and lock, or a less intrusive anti-theft device is hub locks with tilt sensors built-in which sounds an ear-piercing alarm when the bike is stood up off its stand. This type of anti-theft device are fairly inexpensive, easy to use, with no hard wire and are small enough to carry in your saddlebag.

With any of these anti-theft devices it is only effective if it is put into use. That being said if your alarm goes off, check on your bike. We have all heard alarms going off and the owner never shows up to check on their ride. 
Last “No Brainer”, is INSURANCE….
One can put into action all the anti-theft precautions but all it takes is that one bad guy who is good at stealing bikes.
My brother had his and his wife’s bikes in an enclosed trailer hooked to his truck with a hitch lock. The bad guy in this case stole the trailer and the bikes.
As with most people my brother didn’t know the difference between ACV (Actual Cash Value) and RCV (Replacement Cash Value). They had ACV coverage, so they received pennies on the dollar for the theft of their bikes and trailer.

For me, I like to take several precautionary steps.
1.) Alarm system with pager notification and GPS locating (Lord help the bad guy if I find them before the cops do).
2.) Hub locks
3.) Safe parking location
4.) RCV (Replacement Cash Value) insurance policy.

Ride safe
Keep the ridea sa few

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I’M BACK….

I’M BACK….

 

We are back… 

It’s been a long time since I have published my thoughts or stories.

 Just a little recap of where I have been and what kind of trouble I have been into. As you can see, I still like to monkey around but sadly not much trouble these days.

I have been working just too much, traveling all over the western United States and Canada to have the TROUBLE kind of fun.

Last year (Dec 2015) my company “Truck Accessories Group”  got all of the drivers new trucks and so far my little road partner “Roo” and I have put on over 200,000 miles.  I now have a dedicated run to Edmonton, AB, CA. Delivering Leer Canopies and Truck Accessories.  With the occasional fun run,  like the one I am currently on to Elkhart, IN. 

With all this work and travels, I have still managed to get some rides in, which I will share in the not too distant future.

On the bike front, I’m still riding bitch on the beauty above.  Not to worry, I have my eye on a mini-me of “Big Blue” (yes, I name all of our bikes), just slightly newer. I will also install a quick disconnect for the trunk and change out the seat to a one up for a sleeker, sexier look.

Also, I have completely given myself a nutritional overhaul.

For the last three and a half years I have been following a Ketogenic lifestyle. Yeah I know, I don’t really like the term “lifestyle” when describing your nutritional habits, but here I am using it just the same. And really its the best term for it and how I go about it.

I’m an all in, jump head long into it, kind of person.

When I shared with you the details of wrecking “Scarlett” and published the photo’s of the black and blue bruises, the thing that kept coming back to me when I looked at the photo’s wasn’t the bruises, or how jacked internally my body was, it was how FAT I was (along with some other motivators, which will be in a story called “My Journey” I will publish very soon).  

So, I made some minor changes to my food and the weight came off and I was back to my fighting weight. Then I found out what I was doing actually had a name, Ketogenics. This is where I’m all in, jump head long into it, slightly obsessive…

I have researched Ketogenics from all kinds of resources from the simple DIY informational blogs, vlogs and YouTube’s, to Medical Doctors and PhD Professor/ researchers. It all boils down to this, the fuel you put into your body is as important as the air you breathe. 

During this time of research and transforming my body not just how it looks but how it functions, I have had to be creative to follow this (here comes again) “LIFESTYLE”          Traveling by Motorcycle, RV and Big Rig.   Keto On The Go

I have some great rides, runs and Keto tips I will be sharing very soon.

It’s good to be back……                             

 

 

 

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Helmet’s

I remember when the helmet law came into effect in California. Effective January 1, 1992, VC Section 27803, it is mandatory for any rider or passenger of a motorcycle to wear a DOT approved helmet.

 

My dad was up in arms, he said “It’s bullshit the Government forcing him to wear a helmet”. He went on and on about big brother.  I’m not sure exactly why he was up in arms, we always wore helmets.

We thought we were all that and a bag of chips with our matching Bell helmets with the bubble style visor.

I drive a commercial rig for a living. One of my routes to Alberta Canada takes me through Idaho. Idaho apparently doesn’t have a helmet law. Every time I see a rider with out a helmet, I just cringe.
When I had my accident, I was only going about 20 mph at the beginning of the accident. By the time I slowed the bike down by shifting down and braking, I probably was going around 5 to 10 mph when I was ejected over the handlebars.

I can only say by the evidence on my helmet, my head hit pretty hard though I didn’t feel the impact. There is a flat spot and scratches on the side and back of the helmet. I can only imagine what my head would have looked like if I wasn’t wearing a helmet.

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Therefore, when I see riders at highway speeds without helmets, I just cringe!

 

The new helmet I wear is a shiny new HD helmet with flames to match my bike.  I considered going to one the more expensive helmets from Schuberth  or Shoei, but as a test dummy I was greatly satisfied with the performance of my Harley Davidson helmet.

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Easter Family Ride

 As you may know, our family has our very own camp counselor, my brother in law, Kenny Kenny.

Kenny Kenny read about the Los Angeles Crest Highway, aka HWY 2 in the Hog Magazine. He was intrigued by the possibilities of some good twisties. He set out to design our route to get us to the most southern end of      HWY 2.

  

On this ride we only had four bikes and five riders. We drug our thirteen year old son “AJ” along on Andy’s bike. I choose to believe when he is older he will appreciate it and the Rides will be some of his favorite memories, much like the memories I have of my dad. My son has a dirt bike, so when he isn’t driving or as we like to say when he is riding “bitch” he gets a little bored. 

We set out at mid morning from Wish Ranch Grudge in Placerville CA. The weather was sunny and 78 degrees, and we were wearing light weight leathers. When we reached the summit with snow still on the ground and Silver Lake frozen over we all needed to add a layer or two.

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As we continued up the hill on HWY 88, a group of about eight riders on street bikes came up on us from behind. They were obviously skilled riders, but pretty uncool..

Instead of waiting a nano second for our group to line up to the right of the lane for them to pass safely, they passed to the right, to the left, through the middle, over the double yellow on a blind turn, barely missing my husband in a rear end. I was very thankful they didn’t have a head on and ricochet into our lead bike (My husband and son).  

We hung a right on HWY 89, our goal was to make it to Lee Vining, CA before sun set and before the thunder bumpers opened up on us. We arrived at Lee Vining early evening, and the temperatures were dropping fast. We were cold, hungry, thirsty, and tired.    All the makings for a great ride through the El Dorado Forrest. 

We were staying at the Lake View Lodge, which is very reasonable at $ 85.00 for two queens. It was dated, with a lumpy bed, but very clean. As soon as we were checked in, we all marched two doors down to the local favorite “Nicely’s” for food and drink. 

Nicely’s is a perfect match for hungry riders, the portions are huge and extremely yummy. Next to my Mama’s fried chicken, it was the best fried chicken I have ever had. The adult pop’s were ice cold and the service was fast, fun and friendly. In fact, when we all rolled out of there, stuffed to the gill, we all wanted to go back for breakfast.

After breakfast, we headed south, looking forward to the whole purpose of heading south, “The Los Angeles Crest Highway”.  Our plan was to ride to the most southern end of HWY 2, The Los Angeles Crest Highway, rest up for the night to be fresh for the twisties.  

Our accommodations were improving as we went, we arrived at the Best Western located at the Cajon Pass early evening. It really isn’t a town, its more of an exit on I 15 and HWY 138. The only thing there was a couple gas stations (one had a Taco Bell) and the Best Western. We were all too tired to get back on the bikes to travel the ten miles or so to a real restaurant. The good news, the gas stations had beer! After our Taco Bell dinner we ambled back to the motel with six packs under our arms and proceeded to get a little toasty. Which means, I had three beers. What can I say, I’m a cheap date.

The next morning we  were all the buzz, excited to finally to be getting to HWY 2, and it was worth the wait. I haven’t been in this neck of the woods since my fourth birthday party, back when dirt was still young.

 

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The views are breath taking and the twisties are equally challenging and fun. Coming from the south end of the highway was also beneficial as most of the traffic from other riders were coming from the north.  As we were riding, we came around a bend in the road to a wide spot, with a loan cafe and couldn’t believe what we saw. There must have been three hundred bikes of all makes and models at this little cafe. 

 

Unfortunately, the fifty something miles of exhilarating, fun twisties of The Los Angeles Crest Highway came to an end much too fast.  The highway dumps you out at the 210 just north east of Los Angeles.

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Our next stop is Paso Robles, we headed north on HWY 101, stopping in Thousands Oaks at the Yard House for lunch. 

When we arrived in Paso Robles, I had some major concerns about the motel, but it was a happy surprise. The room didn’t cost  much more then our first two nights, but were the nicest rooms by far. I highly recommend the Adelaide Inn. It has absolutely beautiful grounds and the rooms are newly renovated. 

The last day of the ride was Easter Sunday. We headed east from Paso Robles on Hwy 41, we wanted to get to HWY 49 to finish the large loop of the ride. We were riding through my home town, Mariposa, CA.  I grew up riding these roads with my dad.

We all know these roads and we all love riding these roads. California has some of the best Rides in the world.

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To be Continued

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Wish Ranch Grudge

I am happy to announce the empty space where Scarlet resided has been fiilled, with a 2012 Harley Davidson Street Glide, Purple with Flames.547493548655078

Last week I was trying to come up with a name for her, even before we picked her up from our friends house. I was originally thinking Violet or Purple Hooter, but it seemed to missing something special.  My husband and I were having dinner with Sissy and her husband Kenny Kenny (yes, the repeat of his name was on purpose, his nick name from Monsters Inc.) We had talked about it briefly, but nothing came out of the discussion. I was pooped from going out (hoping my stamina will improve soon) so I hit the hay as soon as my husband’s chariot delivered me home. Riding bitch was more tiring then I expected, even if its like sitting in a barker lounger.

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The next morning, I woke up to a text from Sissy, in her infament wisdom, she came up with “Jewel”. I love it, it’s perfect! Why is this name so perfect? To me it has duel meaning,

First, the purple on this 2012 Harley Davidson Street Glide is a deep royal purple. Similar to a piece of jewelry. Second, my mama’s name is Jewel, named after a ring my grandpa found. Sissy then had to really make it special by saying, “I was thinking with it being mama’s name sake, she would watch over you”. Of coarse, this made me cry and I realized I must have scared Sissy a great deal when I had my accident.

Saturday night was the big night. My husband and I met our friends (John and Cathy) at their house to pick her up. I think there is something seriously wrong when someone else is driving your new bike before you. What can a girl do, still mending and hubby insisted. I hate when he is right, by the time we got Jewel home I was thrashed and I was driving the cowboy Cadillac. One beer, resting in the Grudge and off to bed to re-coop. 

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Sunday morning I was rested and ready to do my second favorite thing to do involving motorcycles. I love to tinker on my bike or just hang out in the Grudge (Grudge, comes from a red neck joke, which is politically incorrect so we will not be sharing that one). I washed and waxed Jewel and then installed my docking kit I salvaged from Scarlet. I was pooped again, So I enjoyed a beer, resting while my husband washed his bike.

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After resting, my husband took me for a spin on my bike. I have to say riding bitch on this bike is no where near as comfortable as being packed on my husband’s 2012 Harley Davidson Road Glide Ultra.  My goal for the ride destination was to go to Sissy’ s to show them my new ride. As per usual I bit off more then I can chew. I couldn’t believe the position I put myself in, It was a combination of ecstasy and pain, I love to ride but I was in a lot of pain.. At the time I thought I was a knuckle head but after I was rested I was thrilled for getting to ride her even if it was bitch.

I won’t be able to ride her for another month or so, but I am happy to be able to tinker in the Grudge.

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Violet or Purple Hooter

Almost four weeks ago I was in an accident which totaled my 2010 Street Glide, “Scarlet”. Kind of silly naming a motorcycle but it’s all in fun. I was quite upset with the insurance company for totaling her, but seems it will work out for the better. A friend of mine saw the post about the accident and Scarlet on Facebook and offered to sell me her bike. This is the bike of my dreams, it’s a 2012 Street Glide, custom paint, Purple with flames. When I bought my first Harley, I almost bought this exact bike.

While I was at Harley Davidson looking at the Purple with flames Street Glide, I went to sit on it and who ever sat on it before didn’t put the jiffy stand down all the way. When I went to straddle it it started to tip over. Mind you, there was a very long row of brand new Street Glides. I panicked, I could just see all those beautiful bikes going down like a row of dominos. I wrenched my stomach muscle keeping it from falling over.  At the time I thought the Street Glide was too big for me. After going back and forth several times, I went back to purchase it, but it was gone.

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I settled on a gorgeous Road King Classic I found, but for months I kicked myself for settling. I allowed myself to be swayed by the incident and an article I read about “Women buying bikes too big for them, to be aware”. My husband pointed out the obvious, if I was able to save the bike from falling over in mid fall, then the bike wasn’t too big. I found Scarlet a few months later and traded the Road King in for her. I was happy as a clam, she was a great bike. She handled incredibly well for a big bike, actually for any size bike.

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My friends bike is “Scarlet”, but even better. Better brakes, better engine, less miles, better exhaust with Tru Duels from Rinehart and best of all, more bling.

The only thing I’m having trouble with is the name. I know, I know, it’s kind of silly but it’s fun. My husband came up with “Purple Hooter”, I like it but it’s a little long. I was thinking more of  a single word name, like “Violet”. The thing is, it’s, I don’t know, it’s, kind of a sissy name for such a bad ads bike.

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What do you think?   Violet?   Or   Purple Hooter?