Shoei Releases Graffiti, Terminus, Brigand & Cruise Designs for the RF-1200 Helmet

Today we stand in awe of Shoei helmets who once again has amazed us with their incredible new graphic designs. Whether you crave forbidding skeletons or a classic throw back to 1950′s style, there is something here for everyone. And the best part is that these awesome graphics are sitting on one of Shoei’s all-time best helmets, the RF-1200. Pre-order yours today!

Shoei RF-1200 Brigand – TC-5

With a matte finish that feels smooth to the touch and a perfectly cryptic skeletal design, the RF-1200 Brigand will add some toughness to your ride.

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Shoei RF-1200 Cruise – TC-1

A gorgeous nod to Shoei’s inception in 1959, the cruise represents the era of taking the time to enjoy the ride. With classic lines and incredible detail and color, the RF-1200 Cruise is perfect for those who love classic looks from the past.

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Shoei RF-1200 Graffiti – TC-6

Make your mark with this one! The RF-1200 Graffiti is an amazing representation of tagging in brilliant colors and realistic sprays and drips.

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Shoei RF-1200 Terminus – TC-9

Shoei has mastered the art of covering a matte finish with texturized design that will blow your mind! The RF-1200 Terminus is no exception. WIth checkered sections and gold tone fade, this lid will spice up any ride!

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Common Sense vs. No Sense

Guest Writer: Big Guy 82

A few weeks back, I was picking up my new Gold Wing.  While waiting for the obligatory paperwork to be processed, I went over to the parts counter to spend even more money on a new bike that had not yet been delivered.  In my opinion, this is perfectly normal behavior.

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I waited patiently while a young woman ordered some parts for her bike.   While there, she started explaining to the person at the counter why she needed the parts, which involved two (count ‘em, TWO) accidents in one day.  Now really, you just can’t make stuff like that up, so as she walked away, I turned and told her I didn’t want to be nosy, but I was very curious how she became involved in two motorcycle accidents in one day.

She proceeded to tell me about the accidents, both involving her falling off the bike, while “learning to ride” (in traffic no less) from her boyfriend.  Since her forearm was bandaged and she had a bit of a limp, I asked her if she was wearing protective clothing when it happened … you guessed it … no (other than the helmet that is mandatory in the state of New York).  I then asked how much time she had on a motorcycle and she told me that this happened on her FIRST DAY out … like I said, you just can’t make dumb stuff like this up.  Apparently, her boyfriend took her to a parking lot for a while and then out on the road they went. The very best part is that after arguably putting her life at risk, this guy actually sent her to the dealer to buy the repagirl-on-motorcycle-wallpapers007ir parts!  At least he didn’t make her ride the bike!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now, normally, I really do mind my own business, but I kind of thought that this could actually be a life/death situation, so I asked the woman if she had considered taking the Motorcycle Safety Foundation safety course.  She said no and I got the impression that she didn’t really know much about it.  I told her that when she completed this brief course, she would come away with enough skills to safely control a motorcycle.  I also told her I was an experienced rider and I highly suggested that she take the course for her own safety.  The counter guy even piped up in support.  Certainly, none of this was my “business”, but I took some comfort in knowing I may have saved her some pain or worse.

This woman and her boyfriend are just two of many riders who are on motorcycles and don’t really have a clue about how to control the damn thing.  They get a license by riding around with a friend or relative who may be just as clueless as they are, then they take a cursory road test (only if required by their state) and then off they go.  At this point, they have a huge chance of becoming an unfavorable statistic.  Their ignorance causes injury to themselves, endangers others and puts all motorcycle riders in an unfavorable light.

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Since I am anti-mandatory on most things, what is the point of this little tale?  To suggest that you encourage those new (and maybe not so new) riders you know or meet to take a Motorcycle Safety Foundation course.

Why?  To help them stay healthy and to help maintain a more favorable image of motorcyclists in general.

Ride safe.

Big Guy 82

Scorpion EXO-R2000 Masbou

Alexis Masbou, who recently finished third in the Moto3 German Grand Prix, is one of the latest and greatest to have a helmet customized in his honor. Scorpion fashioned their EXO-R200 with splendid colors and a unique phoenix graphic giving an overall aggressive helmet for the French rider. See what Scorpion has to say about the EXO-R2000 Masbou.

“Designed and developed with Moto3 star Alexis Masbou, the EXO-R2000 is Scorpionís flagship performance race helmet. Built with exclusive TCT® composite shell construction, the lightweight EXO-R2000 was developed by Scorpion engineers with input from MotoGP™ riders and tested on the track as well as in the lab. Scorpionís exclusive Ellip-Tec™ ratchet technology ensures a tight seal around the shield while the advanced aero-tuned ventilation system produces generous airflow and circulation throughout the helmet. The aerodynamically designed tear-drop shell shape minimizes buffeting at high speeds and the AirFit® cheekpad system ensures a custom snug fit. The EXO-R2000 comes equipped with Emergency Release cheek pads, a standard EverClear® shield PLUS a bonus Dark Smoke EverClear® shield. Pinlock® MaxVision®-ready flat shields with tearoff posts are available as an accessory for the track. Scorpionís DNA is infused into every facet of the EXO-R2000 and the result is a new benchmark for quality and value in a premium helmet.”

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Masbou radiates with potential and we wish him the best of luck as he continues the season.

Wherever your head’s at, we’ve got it covered.

-Helmet City

The Great Summer Lane Splitting Confustication and BBQ

By Gerde Applethwaite

Shorter: Things is hottin’ up in the old Cali corral when it comes to lane splitting. Let’s try to sort it out a bit.

Just when you thought it was safe to go back out onto the freeway and ride the dashed white lines it turns out that the California Highway Patrol has had something of a change of spirit when it comes to lane splitting. Someone filed a legal action that contends that the CHP’s (now prior) stance was tantamount to legally condoning lane splitting.  As a consequence of this action the CHP has pulled its lane splitting guidelines and effectively 404′d their position on the CHP home site.

laneIs lane splitting now legal in California? Yes, but many in California seem to believe that it is in a limbo state where it is neither legal nor illegal – just uncodified. Previously there was a bill introduced in the state that would have made splitting illegal.  SB350 never made it into law and lane splitting, thankfully, continued to remain a legal practice. There is a website that helps sort this out and it is ever more useful now that the CHP’s own site has disappeared its previous position.

Surj Gish has done a commendable job of putting together a website dedicated to making sense of the lane splitting fight (note: much of the information for this post comes from his site.)  The mother ship for lane splitting info is called <lanesplittingislegal.com> The site is well done and filled with information that makes a convincing case for lane splitting. The AMA (yes, the motorcyclists not the doctors) has taken a stand on lane splitting as well. Check out the AMA site.

The CHP’s most recent position on lane splitting, until this most recent shift in attitude, was written circa 2012 and is as follows:

1) Lane splitting by motorcycles is not illegal in California when done in a safe and prudent manner.

2) Motorists should not take it upon themselves to discourage motorcyclists from lane splitting.

3) Intentionally blocking or impeding a motorcyclist in a way that could cause harm to a rider is illegal (CVC 22400.)

4) Opening a vehicle door to impede a motorcyclist is illegal (CVC 22517.)

5) Never drive while distracted

6) You can keep motorcyclists and all road users safe by:

A) Checking mirrors and blind spots, especially before changing lanes or turning.

B) Signaling your intentions before changing lanes or merging with traffic.

C) Allowing more following distance, 3 or 4 seconds, when behind a motorcycle so the               motorcyclist has enough time to maneuver or stop in an emergency.

All of this has been yanked from the CHP site as a direct consequence of this legal action – we are now in a state of minor confusion, again.

lane-splittingMe, I am much in favor of the splitting of lanes when done with a modicum of prudence. I have, for years, minded the gap on both the Bay Bridge and also with the stalled traffic before the yawping mouth of the Caldecott Tunnel.  When traffic slows to a crawl I split lanes rather than sitting there waiting for my air cooled Guzzi to overheat.  I do not split when traffic is rolling at anything more than, say, 20 mph.

My favorite lane splitting moment (yes, I have a favorite) was on a trip from Amsterdam to Prague. When you leave Dresden you enter the mountains and forested winding roads; It is good bike riding country. When you get some few kilometers from the border of the Czech Republic the traffic backs up to a dead stop – I mean a dead stop, like the L.I.E. on the way to Jones Beach on a summer Saturday morning – dead stop. Lane splitting through 6 kilometers of hobbled traffic to get to the border checkpoint is heaven in a can. Nobody in the line of cars freaks out, shakes their fists or opens their car doors in a homicidal blocking maneuver – none of that, but you come back home though and my god there is a nutball on every 3rd commute.

Something happens to a lot of folks once they get into the car. The big mobile container of glass and steel becomes The-Box-of-Privilege.  Folks who would never scream at someone when they stride past them on the sidewalk seem to have no compunction about unleashing a torrent of crazy-ass spew at motorcyclists on the roadway. Folks (thankfully the rare ones) who would normally never physically assault someone in boots and a leather jacket when they amble by them, pushing their shopping carts in the box store parking lot, seem to revel in the fantasy or the act of obstructing a motorcyclist by dooring or faux-dooring her.  There is yet one more technique employed by the angry, privileged cager to keep those bikers from getting past.  It is the squeeze play.  The cager spies in the rear view a lane splitter coming up on them and they steer their car over toward the edge of the lane to block the bike’s path. Now you have a scenario where a petulant locked-down cager has an angry biker directly behind them. What sort of lunatic finds satisfaction in this?

The-Box-of-Privilege makes this possible. You are secure in your bubble of steel and glass and this will accommodate all manner of Hyde-like behavior. I went to a barbeque in Santa Monica recently and those in attendance were a mixed bag of motorcyclists and also cage drivers who had limited or no moto experience. It becomes bizarre to hear some of the ice cube rattling umbrage taken by (a percentage of) cage drivers once they are tanked up on a couple of early afternoon citrusy vodkas. They rail and mumble against lane splitting bikers on their freeways.  Underlying it all is the sense that someone is getting ahead of you; you wouldn’t let them cut in line at the store why would you let them cut in line on the freeway? Madness, its all madness. No one on a bike is getting something that you could have had but for the fact that the biker cut in line. There is no limited-amount prize booth at the end of your commute. The lane splitting biker will neither speed nor slow your progress to the job or to your home. Let them go. Let them go. Listen you crazy %*#holes, just say  “¡Vaya Con Dios!”  Let them go.

The public in my home state needs to know that lane splitting is legal here and they also need to know that motorcyclists are allowed to use the H.O.V. lanes. The education on these things is woefully lacking. The current retreat by the CHP on lane splitting only serves to muddy the waters… or uh, fog up the face shield… or uh… wait, I got one…. uhm.

Yes, alright, it doesn’t help that there are idiots on bikes too. Some pillock who goes flying by at a breakneck pace while threading the needle between decently moving cars does nothing to sell the lane splitting product. Once while heading uphill on highway 4 toward Pittsburg, CA (while in my Pickup-Truck-of-Privilege) I witnessed a guy on a chopper lane splitting at a demonic rate of speed. He came up on us pretty fast and never made it beyond the cab of the big rig truck just ahead of me and one lane over. He caromed off of the truck and into the car adjacent… and back again… and wound up on the ground with his left leg twisted agonizingly in a manner that screamed “Ninety days in a cast, Vicodin and some nice titanium pins to boot.” It happens. Individual vignettes like this do not represent the whole.

As time goes on things will change and California will not be the only state at the forefront of lane splitting rights.  The lack of understanding of lane splitting’s common sense amongst the cage driving public needs to be repaired. Gish is going a long way in that regard. Go to his site and follow the links, talk to your neighbors at the next barbeque and see if you can come to some brighter understanding with them about lane splitting. I’ll have a dirty martini – i’m not driving.

Gerde

THE MAD COW ON TOUR

By Gerde Applethwaite

I stepped out of my front door and did an immediate double take … and then another. Not forty feet away, across the street was something that was part Ghost Rider, part Jurassic Park and part Ray Harryhausen. It was quite simply the skeleton of a cow draped over a motorcycle. I had every sense that this was real because my hallucinations just don’t run this way.  I had spied Billie G. Lynn’s extraordinary “Mad Cow Motorcycle Project.”

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Billie is a sculptor on a summer tour with this project. To date she has made her way from Florida to the West Coast to eventually loop back home. She draws a crowd whenever she stops – whether she is astride the cow skeleton creation or when it is trailered behind her truck. The massive skull of the cow sits out front where the headlight nacelle would be and serves as something of a maidenhead on the scariest pirate ship ever – or maybe another decorative fillip on one of the Reever ships from Firefly (bet that takes you back, huh?) The skull is the first thing to breach the wind as the Mad Cow comes up on you – small headlights to its left and right. Yes, its eery and weird and nearly impossible to take your eyes from: It must be doubly spooky at night. The pictures on Billie’s website do not do it justice. <madcowcycles.com> Go to her Facebook page and follow the adventure and the documentary in the making <https://www.facebook.com/MadCowCycles>

Billie is sprightly, bright-eyed and clever. Two minutes with her and you understand the mission of the summer tour and the reason for the Mad Cow Motorcycle. She revels in telling one and all what she’s up to.  Billie is (as am I) a vegan and the project is designed to inform as many people as possible of the dangers of eating meat both for their personal health and for that of the planet. Take a look at the info on her site and follow some of the links. It is eye opening stuff…. ohh, and some links will take you to excellent vegan recipes.  At its core is her attempt to “spread the word about factory farming and encourage people across the country to eat less meat.” Worthy goals as far as I am concerned and if it takes the nightmare vision of a ghost cow made of bone and steel to get your attention then so be it.

The bike itself was fabbed from the ground up (pictures on the site) with an assist from a friend named Sam Coleman.  At it’s heart is an 18 horsepower Kubota diesel engine. The engine runs on vegie oil diesel fuel that she has the ability to process on the road. This effectively means that the only reason she has to stop at a burger joint is to get some fuel for the Mad Cow. It also means that her smog output from the tail pipe is substantially reduced. The engine outputs directly to a right angle gearbox with a wide belt drive sprocket on it. The belt then loops over to a transmission and finally a chain from the trany to the rear wheel. The rear tire is a modern, low, fat tire; the front is guided by an old school leading-link springer fork setup reminiscent of the best of choppers. The taillight looks to be a bullet type off of an old big fin caddy from the fifties flanked by two very small LED turn signals.

I won’t go into detail about the cow skeleton – just look at the pictures – it beggars description. If you see Billie while she is out on her adventure give her a big howdy – go up and say hello. She is completely friendly and approachable – only the bike is scary. Meanwhile give the Facebook page a look see.

Gerde

Adventure is in the Air

We’re here to tell you about the latest and greatest that Klim has to offer. Taking a note from the Adventure Rally Jacket, Klim has gone to the next level to bring the new and improved Adventure Rally Air Jacket. Now more adaptable, breathable and indestructible than before; the Adventure Rally Air Jacket is designed for all weather conditions in any season. Most notably, it is built to withstand the heat making it more than suitable for hot riding conditions all over the world. Let’s take a look at the construction that gives way to its functionality.

  • heavy duty Kevlar mesh with Superfabric overlays gives ultra ventilation and ultra tear and abrasion resistance
  • adjustable internal harness disburses weight evenly and reduces overall heat
  • shoulder, elbow and back padding is bomb proof and absorbs impact energy
  • D30 Xergo shoulder and elbow pads offer protection across extreme temperature whilst remaining flexible and breathable
  • D30 Viper Pro back pad is the ultimate D30 back protector with breathable and flexible Airwave Technology
  • ample cargo space includes a hydration compartment with a 3L bladder, a side hip compartment with easy access while riding and a lower back compartment.

 

 

With all the spectacular features that the Adventure Rally Air Jacket boasts, there’s one more that is worth mentioning. While this jacket is optimal in very hot weather conditions, it is adaptable to colder temperatures or evening riding simply by throwing on the Klim Gore-Tex Over-Shell Jacket. Despite the name, the Over-Shell Jacket is small, compact and portable enough for daily storage. The Gore-Tex construction is a three layer fabric that creates a water and wind-proof barrier backed by a GUARANTEED TO KEEP YOU DRY waterproof and breathable layer. There is also various reflective panels for increased night time visibility.

Klim continues to set the bar with both the Adventure Rally Air and the Gore-Tex Over-Shell Jackets. The Adventure Rally Air alone is a superb jacket, but with the Gore-Tex Over-Shell it is a truly superior jacket for all riders in all conditions.

Two Dummies and An Innocent Passenger

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On a recent trip to Hawaii, I rented a Harley Ultra for my wife and I to tour Oahu on.  Not a bad ride, but certainly not as maneuverable as my Triumph Thunderbird 1600 ABS.  During my ride, I wanted to visit the Punchbowl National Cemetery so off we went.  Enjoying the ride, I missed the turn and found myself going up a very challenging road (at least for a Harley) on a major hill named Tantalus.  It wasn’t too long before I was negotiating the hairpins on a large Harley with a passenger and since I was already well into this, I decided to push on rather than turn the monster around on a narrow winding road.  All seemed to be going quite well.

Well into the journey, I came upon a left hand hairpin curve.  To the right, there was a car pulled over against the guardrail … the driver was sightseeing at a non-sightseeing curve.  Between the edge of the road and the guardrail, there was a 2 -3 foot strip of grass.  I slowed and as I approached, the dummy in the car put it in reverse then threw it into drive and pulled out in front of me.  Not able to go into a blind left hand hairpin curve, I opted for the right.  I narrowly missed the ass end of his car but was headed towards the edge of the pavement.  The big Harley barely caught the edge, slipped off and tipped, jamming itself between the roadway and the guardrail.  We both hit the pavement, but I was moving so slowly at that point (under 5 mph), there was no road rash at all.  Unfortunately, my wife’s left leg took the brunt of the weight and she ended up with a torn ACL.  The bike only suffered minor scratches on the left saddlebag.

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A minute later, the guy who pulled out in front of me must have seen us lying in the road and he stopped and backed up.  His first question was “Are you alright?”.  His first statement was “I didn’t see you”, which is just another way of saying “I wasn’t looking”.  Stupid, dumb cager!  Of course, there was another dummy involved in this preventable accident … me.

Here are the things that I could have done to avoid this, proving that a lot of experience does not always translate into ongoing common sense:

 

  • On a new bike (to me) I should not have been on such a challenging road.  I should have paid attention to where I was, not missed my turn and therefore avoided Tantalus all together.
  • Once on the road, I did the right thing and took my time, so I wasn’t trying to emulate riding The Dragon one up on a crotch rocket.  However, when I saw the driver who was illegally pulled to the side of the road put his car in reverse, I should not have slowed … I should have stopped.
  • Finally, as I played this back in my mind (over and over), I realize that as soon as I knew I was headed towards the rail, I FOCUSED ON WHERE THE BIKE WAS GOING, NOT WHERE I WANTED IT TO GO.  This is so basic and I have been doing it correctly for years.  However, in a tight situation, your brain has a mind of it’s own (get it?) and unless you fight it, it will take over.

So, the moral of this story … no matter how experienced you are and no matter how good you think you are, you really do need to practice the basics from time to time.  In this case, I have been really focusing on looking where I want to go, even though this is normally an automatic reflex.  I am, in a way, reinforcing the “muscle memory” in my admittedly weak brain.  At the end of the day, we were very lucky and the silver lining is that this will make me an even better rider.

PS – another silver lining here … I was so depressed about this accident, I had to go out and buy a new 2014 Gold Wing :)

BigGuy82

NOT MY THING

By Gerde Applethwaite

gold-spray-paintWhen I was a kid my dad had this thing with gold spray paint.  His version of a clean tidy look for many of his tools and most of his garden equipment involved a drill with a wire brush attached and some sort of degreasing agent – all of it topped off with his can of gold spray paint. We had a gold lawnmower or two, gold shovels, gold hedge trimmers, a gold sledge hammer (just the weighty end) and on. On a warm Saturday, late morning, we would often smell throughout the house the second pot of coffee on the brew followed sometime not long after by the distinct noise of the spray can rattle – then the coffee aroma would be overwhelmed by the spray paint. I didn’t inherit his penchant for spraying everything up. My shovels are all a bit rusty on the blade ends and his looked like he had just come back in from a groundbreaking ceremony.  Not my thing.

Choppers and bobbers are not my thing. Scooters are also not my thing. I will support your right to ride a bobber until they pry the angled digital tire gauge out of my cold dead hands. Bobbers look comfy to me and I respect that – comfy works for me. Choppers simultaneously shout “hey, look at me” and “hey, what are you lookin’ at?”  The thing that I respect about choppers though is the amount of real fabrication craft on display with most of them. Scooters just scare me – those small wheels. I lean in another direction.

One of my favorite bikes is a custom made machine by O.Ray Courtney using a 1930 Henderson as a base. It is a jaw dropper of art deco excess and I saw it on Bikeexif a while back. What an incredible piece of sheet metal sculpture. I also like the looks of an old Parilla 250cc race bike for pretty much the opposite reasons; it is spare, cut down and devoted to nothing other than the race. The stuff, any of the stuff, cranked out by Germany’s Kaffeemaschine is fine by me. They specialize in, among other things, turning Tonti-frame Moto Guzzi’s into exquisite cafe bikes. Some will disagree. The thought of turning any Guzzi into a cafe bike sends them into paroxysms of spew.  To each their own.

On the West coast fabricators and the mechanically inclined have been puttering away in their garages all year long but in the East and Mid-West they have recently dug out of a cold tinker-inhibiting winter.  It’s time to get out the box of sockets, the angle grinder and the (god help us) can of gold spray paint to start modding out your ride. I like sitting out at a picnic table with blank paper and a sharpened pencil to hand, a cold IPA within reach and good company to tell me what they think I should be doing to the bike instead of whatever it is I have just sketched out. Good times.

Watch out for bloody knuckles. Do not reach for the spray can until you have found your dust mask, make sure your bike is properly propped up and most of all have a good time.

Gerde

 

 

Icon Airmada Chantilly

Icon does it again with the Airmada Chantilly helmet! The new graphic helmet features an impressive blend of chantilly lace, plaid and Día de Muertos-esque skulls in either Black Rubatone or Gloss White. The intricate artwork has many worldly influences, one of them being from Chantilly, France. As the name implies, chantilly lace originated from Chantilly in the 17th century; hailed for its fine ground pattern and sophisticated detail.

Icon also takes a page from Mexico’s Día de Muertos (Day of the Dead) holiday in adding skulls to the mix.

With a helmet this elegant yet tough, it’s no wonder that it’s in high demand to both male and female riders.

Wherever your head’s at, we’ve got it covered.

-Helmet City

SPRING BE SPRUNG

By Gerde Applethwaite

Shorter: Buy the gear, scooter people.

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In my neck of the woods the riding season really never ends but the warm weather has just now come on with a vengeance. The streets are filled with bicyclists, motorcyclists of all stripes and of course scooter people. Birds are chirping and squidly guys with yoshimuras are sending out their mating calls. Its time for me to do my yearly get-your-bike-ready post but before that a post with my obligatory quasi-rant about the under-clothed.

Not so long ago there was a guy in my neighborhood who rode a beat up old ninja. He sported tank top t-shirts  and a chrome beanie helmet. His major claims to fame were not his wardrobe choices but the fact he couldn’t seem to go for too many blocks before he popped a wheelie. He got quite good at it. He would go for blocks and run through lights. He isn’t around anymore. I don’t know where he is but my first guess involves a prone trip to the hospital.

Glaringly obvious to me as I wander our local highways and bi-ways are the number of scooter riders who are wearing no other safety gear than the mandated helmet. The scooter people by and large do not get it.  The vast majority of powered 2 wheel accidents occur at an overall average of 35 miles per hour. You are more likely to experience an unwitting and unwilling mating with someone else’s sheet metal if you are riding on the urban/suburban streets.

A scooter’s smaller wheels make them more skittish on the road than your average motorcycle.  Add to this the fact that idiots are still going to text their way into your scooter with their 4,000 pounds of steel – this trend shows no signs of diminishing. If you are out sooterating in your sandals and t-shirt and shorts you are just asking for it. It is at this point that I would inject my usual rant about the gear but I will forgo it for now because I bore myself with it at this point. Those of you who are out there riding free likely have more than a vague idea of the hazards. So, let’s just assume for a moment that I just gave you 5 or 6 well reasoned arguments to invest a little money in a jacket, gloves, pants and boots.

We have a nice assortment of these things and heck you’re here anyway – take a look

Gerde