|Posted on Sunday, June 17, 2018 - 04:04 pm: ||
Southern Ohio Heat
Itís hot. Since I have no tree services coming by today, I decided that it would be a good day for a ride. After looking at a map for a while, I worked out a route that took me along the Ohio River North and East. Then I went North and eventually turned West, making a circle of roughly 150 miles. That doesnít seem like much, but it took me four hours to complete it, and the scenery was well worth it.
Some of the more noteworthy things I noticed were the Birthplace of Ulysses S. Grant, a Tow Boat pushing a full 15 barge Tow upstream and Belterra Park & Casino. I didnít stop for any of those attractions, though I was sorely tempted to. I donít know a lot about U.S. Grant and I know I would learn quite a bit if I stopped, but it was hot and I didnít want to feel even hotter by getting out of the wind. I would have stopped to watch the Tow Boat, but there was no safe place to do so for a few miles. I figure it was probably making less than 10 MPH pushing roughly 1,000 Tons against the current, so Iíd have to wait for a long time in the heat. Once again, I didnít want to sit and broil. As for Belterra Park, there was too much traffic. I went to the casino there for dinner with David and Jack a while back and I checked out the 1 Mile Horse Track then. I thought then and still think that it would be a good place to hold a National Flat Track Race. After going to the Red Mile down in Lexington, KY, Iím even more convinced. Itís a shame I donít know the first thing about promoting a race, I bet it would be a successful money maker. The Red Mile had a sellout crowd; I think a Cincinnati Mile would also be a sellout.
There were a sh*tload of bikes out. I saw several hundred as least. Riding along a Scenic River Route must be a popular Sunday ride. There were cruisers, adventure bikes, tourers, standards, choppers, trikes, sport bikes, you name it. And all different brands, as well. Thatís pretty neat.
I knew that I was hot, but it wasnít until I passed a bank that showed 97° . The next bank I went by said 100° ; I donít think it was quite that hot, but a little while later I saw another bank that said 96°, so I think that first bank was right. Plus, Intellicast says that itís 95° here in Cincinnati at present, with a heat index of 101° (I just looked).
In any event, I decided that a long lingering ride wasnít the best thing I could be doing today, so I made my way back to Chez Crusty. I think Iím going to just kick back and enjoy my new Carrier Air Conditioner and maybe watch a movie.
|Posted on Sunday, June 17, 2018 - 08:39 pm: ||
A/C is a good thing.
<edit> Saw a Blue Heron today, 30 feet up in a dead cottonwood.
(Message edited by zac4mac on June 17, 2018)
|Posted on Sunday, June 17, 2018 - 11:23 pm: ||
I put the vacuum on my jeep's AC system today. Then fed it some fresh 134. I about froze on the way home tonight.
|Posted on Thursday, June 21, 2018 - 07:39 pm: ||
Thoughts From The Twilight Zone
Iím becoming mentally constipated; I need to dump all the crap building up in my head.
I have a busy few weeks ahead of me. I have a Tree Service coming to take down the tree in the back yard. I had to shop around, but I found one that was significantly cheaper than the original bid. I told the guy over the phone that any time after Monday was good. I get my Social Security on Monday, so Iíll have enough to pay him.
Next Saturday is the Lima Ĺ Mile. Thatís another race that will have me home and in my own bed that night. It really is nice to be living more toward the center of the country. The following week is the New York Short Track in Weedsport. Judging from the picture on the AFT site, the track is very much improved from the last time I was there; that was in 1997. I rode my BMW out from Massachusetts. I wasnít supposed to be riding as I had just had the cast taken off my leg, but I figured that if the doctor didnít know, it wouldnít hurt him. I remember that getting dressed in my tent was really difficult because I couldnít put much weight on my ankle.
After I get back from New York, Iíll be heading down to the Iron Horse Lodge for the Sportster Meet & Greet which is July 13 Ė 15. I guess Iíll just have to ride those roads around the Anus of the Dragon, or whatever itís called. From what Iíve heard, the campground is really nice. I donít know any of the people from the XL Forum who are going to be there, but, they seem like pretty good folks. Iím looking forward to it.
So basically, Iím emptying my savings account to pay Richey Tree Service, doing the Lima race as cheap as possible (I already bought the ticket last winter) and the Weedsport race will be another ďas cheap as possibleĒ run (I bought the tickets to that race last winter, as well). Still, it'll be expensive. I'm going to have to pay tolls, and New York loves to make money. They tax everything.
Iím a little concerned about the Meet & Greet, but Iím pretty sure Iíve got that covered. If not, I can always use my credit card. It'll be OK.
In other news; if youíre cruising through Fleabay looking at gas caps for a Sportster, donít buy the $11.00 pop up cap. It doesnít screw all the way down into the tank and looks really ugly. Plus, itís a pain in the ass to get the ďPop UpĒ center to actually pop up. Chinesium at its finest. Or somethiní. Hey; it was only $11.00; Iíve spent more than that on bad Chinese food, so it didnít hurt me that much.
Oh; speaking of The Twilight Zone, a friend in my e-mail joke circle sent me a link to the Top 50 TV shows from the 60s. As is usually the case, I liked some of the shows, and some I thought were real duds. However, The Twilight Zone wasnít in the list. AS usual MSN has its head firmly planted where the sun donít shine. Oh, Well.
|Posted on Friday, June 22, 2018 - 11:05 am: ||
This is Jose (met in DB, FL). I was in Dayton and Athens yesterday. Back at home now in Chicago. My daughter is going to start at OU, so I will be kind of passing near by, some times a year. I will let you know.
|Posted on Saturday, June 23, 2018 - 11:19 am: ||
In the novel The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress, Robert A. Heinlein coined the word Tanstaafl. Itís an acronym for There Ainít No Such Thing As a Free Lunch. Itís the term thatís running through my head this morning.
I got an e-mail from an old friend telling me how lucky I am after my last Snippet. Basically, I get to ride my bike around and go to all these interesting places and events, while he has to work to make enough money to get by. He has to make his mortgage payment and he doesnít even have a bike any more, while I have a house and motorcycles (as in several) and Iím free to travel.
Yes; I am lucky. I know that, but itís not all luck. Iíve made some serious compromises to live the life Iím living. Iíve learned to live on a shoestring budget. This house that I own costs me a sizeable chunk of my monthly income. I had to borrow money to buy it, which will take me 15 (now 14) years to pay back. Taxes on the house are almost as much per month as my loan payment, then thereís insurance. In the meantime, Iíll be paying off the new Furnace and A/C over the next three years. That eats up my entire monthly pension from the Union. My Social Security is enough to pay my monthly bills and expenses like food and gasoline for the Roadster; it also goes toward paying down the credit card. I had to run my balance up when I bought the house to make the house livable, and Capital One is more than happy to charge me 24 Ĺ% interest on the balance. That works out to almost $100.00/month before touching the principle.
Iíve also got a couple of health issues that cost me money. I have to see a Cardiologist and a Urologist on a regular basis. Thatís without needing to see a doctor for anything else. And Medicare doesnít cover all of it. Each time I see one of them, Iím paying an extra 50 or 100 bucks a month out for a few months.
As far as my vast collection of motorcycles, I have the Roadster, which is my transportation and I have Billís Ď78 XLH which I canít afford to get running. Itís sitting in the garage waiting for me to start on it. That probably wonít be for a while.
I donít own a car. I couldnít afford one even if it were given to me. The insurance and licensing fees would put me in the red. I donít have cable TV. I have an antenna thatís stuck to the inside of my front window. That lets me watch the broadcast local stations.
I seldom go out to eat. Itís a lot cheaper to cook at home. If I go out once a month, thatís a lot. My budget is so tight that I can only afford a gallon of paint every couple of months. The house is getting transformed, but itís a slow process.
Almost all my furniture was given to me, as far as my yard tools, the mower was a gift and nearly everything else is on loan. I did buy a snow shovel last winter and a plastic leaf rake last fall.
Then thereís the biggest difference. I donít have a wife who loves me and would care for me if I got sick. I live alone. I tend to not let people get too close to me, so I have to pay the price for that.
You can look at me and see all the things Iíve got that you donít have, but I look at you and see what youíve got that I donít have. The grass is always greener in the other fellowís yard.
Iíve been very lucky along the way. Iíve had a lot of friends and family help me out. Iíve also had some really painful things happen. Life is like that. Just as your life isnít quite a bowl of cherries, neither is mine.
But Iím living life the way I see fit. I do my best to not hurt anyone and I glean what happiness I can find from what Iíve been given. I have my goals, dreams and hopes and I live to try to achieve all of them.
(Message edited by Crusty on June 23, 2018)
|Posted on Saturday, June 23, 2018 - 03:35 pm: ||
Crusticle!! Thanks my friend for the valve stem caps- if you're passing through to make the Sportster rally, we're having a neighborhood picnic right next to my property, and we're having our own picnic to celebrate 2 birthdays, all on the 30th. Stop by if you can, good buddy.