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Gone.  I had that bike for about six years now and she treated me well…after my broken ankle of course.  It was a love-hate relationship.  I hated it in the beginning until I spent time researching and fixing the Gremlins in the beast.  Afterwards, I have to say it was pretty good.  The bike never broke down or left me stranded. 

Over the years I learned to predict how the bike was going to react to upcoming events and simply rode it well.  The 426 to dirt was what the 900RR was to the street - revolutionary.  It was the leader in what is now the norm - 4-stroke motocrossers.  It just took a little time to dial it in and the

I finally finished the building of my new (to me) dirt bike.  I decided to go through the entire chassis and start over.  I also did a full service / maintenance on the bike because the previous owner was a tool even though he should not be touching them.

For new parts, I added a full exhaust system, an autoclutch system, a desert tank, brush guards, other protective wear for the bike, new rubber, and had the carb rebuilt by ZipTy Racing.  For maintenance, I changed out the fork oil, engine oil, coolant as well as greased all the chassis bearings.  I figured that I should draw a line in the sand for a fresh start on everything - knowns versus

your first thought, when you’ve built up some vacation days, is where you are going riding!

In the middle of February, I spent a busy weekend in Indianapolis at the Motorcycle Dealer Expo. The Dealer Expo is a huge convention held at the Indianapolis convention center. The event fills the whole expo center and even the attached football stadium floor where the Colts play and two of the hotels next door.

Walking out into the RCA Dome’s field was a surreal experience. The field where all American football is played, row after row of Chinese motorcycles and ATV’s were setup for display. ATV’s, especially side by side rhino type were heavily represented on the stadium floor. Surrounding these products was A large staff of Chinese and American salesmen, helping the

While motorcycling is primarily a solitary activity, there are times when riding two-up is a nice change of pace. Carrying a passenger can be a thrilling and pleasurable experience for both operator and pillion, but it can just as easily be uncomfortable, risky, stressful or downright dangerous. Following a few simple suggestions can go a long way towards insuring a successful outcome. I’ve given many a ride in my career, and have learned some very valuable lessons, both the hard way and from the experiences of others. 

This is my list of do’s and don’t. I’d like to hear from you, if you’ve got any to add. 

Motorcycle Passenger Rules (REQUIRED) 

1)     If you don’t trust or feel comfortable with someone, don’t ride

It happens with every used motorcycle purchase I make - buyer’s remorse.  This time, I am diagnosing my 2006 YZ450F purchase.  For me, its usualy about money.  I got the bike for about $4k and have about $1300 of goodies waiting to be installed.  Doing the math, and considerring future purchases (heh - tomorrow), I’ll have $5500 into her.

There are two bike that are haunting me for very different reasons:

The first was a 2006 that was desert raced at the expert level for half of a season.  The bike was owned by a motorcycle shop owner and well maintained.  It had every goodie that I wanted (I think) except for the suspension.  He was a little heavier than me, but running

Several years ago I had a defining moment related to women and motorcycling. I was talking with some coworkers about two-wheeled touring in southern Utah and our resident biker chick, I’ll call her Molly, suggested we combine a ride with attending the annual Shakespearean festival in Cedar City. Not a suggestion you’d expect from a rough and tumble kinda gal like that.

Now I’m not the most cultured soul, but I liked the idea of riding some great roads and combining it with some intellectual entertainment, so I was in. The other riders in the conversation all bowed out with a myriad of lame excuses. So Molly and I made plans to ride the backroads down south, camp in the mountains

Let me start out by stating the obvious:

No pics at the moment as the bike is torn down to the frame and engine…and I’m lazy.

Even though I am building a dirt bike, this applies to street bikes too.  It’s the process of buying a perfectly good motorcycle and taking it apart in an attempt to make it better.  Actually, I call it personalization.

I recently purchased a pretty much stock 2006 YZ450F, rode it once, and took it apart.  Since buying a used dirt bike off of a stranger is a crap shoot, I wanted to have a complete set of ‘knowns’ with regards to maintenance and had to add a bunch of goodies.

For maintenance, I’m doing the following:

• New engine oil
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I found this website while browsing the ‘net and something caught my attention.  As the title states, its a guidebook about the Sturgis Rally experience.  Big deal right?  Now I have never been to Sturgis, but know many who have.  From their stories and reading many others, its about bikes, partying, and women.  And while I’m not a big partier…I love bikes and women.

What I found that was different is that this is about riding.  I can’t say that any of the Sturgis conversations I have had revolved around riding except the highway commute to get there.  This appears to be different.  Take a look at this partial description:
The Sturgis Rally Guide Book is your guide to the

For most riders, February is not a very desirable riding month. But it all depends on your geography. While most skiers know Utah has some of the best snow on the planet this time of year, a few of us know of another great winter activity only 250 miles from Salt Lake City. The town of Moab is well known to mountain bikers worldwide for the legendary Slickrock Trail. This incredible path traverses some of the most challenging terrain anywhere and was actually discovered by guys on motorcycles; way before a Huffy ever thought about shocks or knobbies. And even though most mountain bikers wish otherwise (selfish Johnny-come-lately’s), it remains open to two-wheelers who prefer the