Sunday, September 16, 2012

Still Electioneering

I was amused, as I rode down White Street to see this huge billboard across the street from Sandy's Cafe dwarfing candidates for county commissioner and Sheriff...


In the grand scheme of things the Mosquito Control Board isn't the most important agency in the county. On the other hand they did just raise their -gasp!- tax rate by some modest rate this year. Perhaps candidates for this post do need the extra huge billboard!

Ps: Sandy's has closed for two week's vacation, news that shook rigid the Police Department where I work. What night shift will do without the only 24 hour outlet for Cuban con leché and pork sandwiches I just don't know. Hard times ahead.

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Sunday Morning In Key West

There is something modern and convenient about plastic sheets covering pretty windows. One can't argue this is a sensible and convenient form of hurricane protection. It still looks odd when I see a reflection where there should be non.


Every time I walk Eaton and see the sign offering Big Pecker wines I think of Parrotdise which I miss on Little Torch Key. When the restaurant closed I figured the owner's son's wine sales would die. Not a bit of it and the silly wine name lives on.


The bikes are fine, sort of, locked to the city owned sign, not technically legal but still...motorcycles can still park in their allotted spots on the street.


I wonder why the notion of free motorcycle parking is so hard for most American cities to grasp.


A contemplative Cheyenne at rest. She knows most of the answers to life's persistent questions but she isn't telling.


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Saturday, September 15, 2012

Sym Wolf Classic 150

In thinking about finding a second motorcycle to support my well worn Triumph Bonneville on my 50 mile commute I looked further afield than the elderly Vespa 200 that I eventually settled on.


One retro ride that caught my eye was this Sym Wolf Classic 150, which uses a simple four stroke engine based on the immortal Honda CB 125 from the 1970s. Sanyang Industry Ltd, is a highly respected Taiwanese company founded in 1961 that has built countless small engines for manufacturers and now builds it's own lines of successful two wheelers. In the US they are represented by Alliance Powersports which is building a network of dealers after a disastrous warehouse fire set back the company's expansion efforts.


At the moment Key West's dealer is the badly run Honda shop that the owner is moving to White Street which is where I found this delightful example of the little motorcycle.


I like the details on this motorcycle which is offered at a buck under three thousand dollars. Front disc brake, drum rear, nicely angled clip-on handlebars, full instrumentation and even gaiters on the forks to give that old time look and protect the suspension, just like I have on my Bonneville.


This is a motorcycle so there is maintenance to be done. Tubed tires no doubt with the spokes are a struggle to replace for a wuss like me, a clean four stroke engine has two valves to check and a cam chain to adjust, and fairly frequently in an old fashioned engine like this, every four thousand miles, easy enough but still a fiddle. Change the engine oil every two thousand miles, and then there is always the final drive chain to lubricate and adjust of course, all of which is absent on the P200E Vespa referred to above as my future commuter.


The finish on this machine is good but delivery messed something up on the fuel tank paint:


It's got all the practical touches, center and side stand, grab rail for the passenger and a nice range of colors, seen on their website: Sym USA. Consider also a 3.3 gallon tank at 80mpg will give a real range of 240 miles which is superb.


With a rated top speed of 65mph, not unlikely I think, and possibly 85mpg this is a fine machine for the Keys and anyone with a use for a small bike that will likely give decades of service just like the CB125 by Honda from forty years ago.


I remain a fan of the Vespa concept for my needs but I have to recognize not every rider wants to be seen on a scooter, and many riders enjoy the frequent fiddling of routine maintenance. If this bike goes into a rental fleet I may very well take one for a day and see how it goes. Splendidly, no doubt.



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Bike Week Key West 2012

I noticed a big orange sign in front of Boondocks, the Ramrod Key bar that welcomes people participating in the Poker Run from Miami. That was the hint that first gave me an inkling that this might be Bike Week once again. Then I started to spot elderly gentlemen promenading on the highway. Lots of them.


The Poker Run involves picking up a card at various establishments down the highway then playing them in Key West to win a hand and a prize. That's the ostensible reason for making the ride down the Keys in the deadest season of the year.


It's big business this time of year but not everyone enjoys the motorcycles, as these are mostly hardcore pirates with straight pipes which make a great deal of noise.


The routine is for the majority of the motorcycles get lined up on Lower Duval which is blocked off for them, and by Sunday they'll be leaving.


Key West is used to managing the flow and because this is the low low visitor season other traffic is light which is good for the motorcycles.


Nevertheless these big old cruisers seem to overwhelm some of their riders. This machine on William Street kept me idling in my car for quite a while while he blocked the narrow street trying to maneuver into a car-sized parking spot. My 500 pound Bonneville is like a toy compared to these monsters, and I don't envy them their bulk.


Even as the town fills up with thousands (20,000 the Chamber of Commerce hoped) of Harleys and a few other minor brands, the local fleet of hard working two wheelers claim a few dark corners for themselves.


There is quite a lot of free motorcycle parking around town, even away from Duval.


And parking is art and parcel of the main reason for gathering in Key West - standing around talking about motorcycles.


I like the "Biker..." signs that sprout everywhere. The term refers in the popular imagination to Marlon Brando, Steve McQueen and the Sons of Anarchy.


Not really this lot, wilting in the 85 degree humidity, poor dears.


Lots of gleaming chrome, no rust, no wear and tear on these Chariots of the Gods, thundering like Vulcan at his celestial forge.


The forces of Law and Order are on High Alert trying to keep speeding down and prevent bad driving practices. Very dreary for those of us who like to speed under the radar, just a little, on our way to work.


Locals ride appropriately as they know where the radar lurks.


I shall do my best to blend in as I commute this week. I shall take no pleasure in hearing at work how many "no eye protection" tickets the officers give out on the streets of Key West. I am just an'umble dispatcher and ride with a proper motorcycle endorsement, eye protection and valid tag. And I shan't be speeding either.


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Friday, September 14, 2012

V Twin Technology

Tomorrow morning I am posting a few pictures of the 2012 Bike Week arrivals but tonight I wanted to look back at the Barber Museum's collection and think about a few of the other options Harley riders could know about if they were as into motorcycles as I am. Making one brand a fetish, in any field of endeavor, shuts off so much knowledge.

In this country V-Twin generally means Harley Davidson and Japanese lookalikes but there are many other ways to slice the V-twin pie. Moto Guzzi puts the V the opposite way across the frame with the cylinders sticking out in the breeze like this Mark One LeMans 850.


Ducati stuck them in line like Harley but made the angle ninety degrees in an effort to cancel out vibration.


British Peer Lord Hesketh wanted t build a super bike for the era and had nearly 200 of these bulky V-twins built.


An employee bought the company and continued making them to order. I've never quite understood the drive to build boutique bikes not least because the effort always seems to fail in the not too distant end.


John Goodman who used to own Velocette bought Harley engines, modified a Norton frame and called the result a Goldman 1200. The engines weren't brilliant they say and neither was the frame but they looked good and spoke to some deep need in motorcyclists' souls.


They also assembled them in Tulsa Oklahoma for the US market but in the end... Off they went into oblivion.


And finally another mixed breed spawned by Goldman's idea. In this case the Norvin which combined a Vincent V-twin witna. Norton frame.


The more time lasses the bigger the legend of these strange motorcycles grows. And I get to see them at the Barber Museum from time to time.



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The Boulevard Turned Upside Down

If we're going to be honest we have to admit the language in the anonymous "Citizen's Voice" column in the newspaper has been quite intemperate of late when discussing the prolonged roadworks on the Boulevard.


Above we see the Boulevard, as North Roosevelt Boulevard is known to locals, denuded of coconut palms to prepare for the roadworks. These below are still in place reminding us what the drive past New Town used to look like and will no longer, in very order.


The view out of the car window will look the same. The State had plans to install an unsightly but "safe" metal fence along the bike path to keep addled cyclists from falling into the water but the outcry was so loud they relented and promised a slightly taller concrete wall to keep pedestrians and cyclists from plopping into the Gulf Of Mexico. One hopes it will be sufficient to keep the occasional drunk driver from launching their cars as they sometimes do.


The roadworks should last almost 900 days and the prospect of three years of chaos is driving strong residents to dark corners of the devastated city to weep and gnash their teeth. Stories of extended delays leaving the city are legion, with Glynn Archer Drive (known to some as 14th Street) closed and the Boulevard one way only all the way to Truman Avenue, things are a mite confusing.


It's been going on a few weeks now but at the beginning people were ignoring the signs and driving outbound causing several near misses and helping to sow confusion in an already messed up traffic pattern. Hence the profusion of intemperate remarks in the newspaper.


There was one brilliant letter earlier this week where the author detailed the total lack of actual physical work occurring in the construction site and I have to concur. It's amazing there are a couple of miles of torn up street with absolutely nothing at all happening. Combine that observation with the fact that traffic in New Town will be chaotic for almost three years and you can see why these hard hats are making no friends anywhere in the city.


Businesses are already reporting plummeting sales, though this is of course very slow season in Key West, but it's obvious why people are tending to by-pass the chaos. You can get into Key Plaza via 12th Street off Flagler Avenue but once on the Boulevard you can't turn right. You have to turn left and go to Fifth Street to start the circuit again.


Until the two and a half mile project is finished in mid 2014 project engineers say they plan to have two inbound lanes at all times. It's the getting out of town that is proving to be tough, and the lines on Flagler are annoying a lot of people.


The 42 million dollar plan also includes sorting out the dreadful flooding that occurs on much of the Boulevard at the least meteorological provocation. A heavy shower tends to close off one or other lane leaving the crown and a lane on each side open to drivers. Supposedly the engineers have a dastardly plan to fix this perennial problem. I shall believe it when I see it.


No flooding, a smooth surface and proper turn lanes will be nice. Currently the wide open median marked by yellow lines confuses most zombies in their boxes as they have no idea how to signal, change lanes and turn with anything approaching savoir faire.


At the moment once past the interminable traffic
light at Kennedy, the second slowest in the known universe, the light at Southard and Whitehead being the slowest, the Boulevard is wide open all the way to First Street.


Not that the killjoys want us driving too fast you understand.


And the removal of the light at 5th Street also known as Macmillan Drive (named for the British Prime Minister who visited town with President Kennedy) has sped up traffic immensely.


I've heard rumors that lights will be installed in front of Searstown, which will be a huge impediment of course. In Santa Cruz California where I lived for years the idea of responsive traffic lights improved traffic circulation immensely.


In Santa Cruz the lights change immediately in response to cars, motorcycles and even bicycles approaching a red light. In Key West lights stay red for what seems hours as traffic piles up and waits for no cross traffic at all. There are several lights that are so slow I can easily outflank them by going round the block!


With all this work I am sure no such modern lights will find their way into this 21st century renovation. In fact I am hardly affected by the closures as I go home early in the morning and avoid the snarl ups. Another reason to work nights!


I have come to the conclusion that making New Town a one way circle would improve traffic flow beyond anyone's wildest dreams. Make North Roosevelt inbound and Flagler outbound permanently and ease congestion forever. Such a brilliant idea would lead to revolution in the streets I am quite sure, as most people abhor change. Just think how a handful of sticks-in-the-mud killed the proposal to have. A pedestrian zone on a couple of blocks of Duval Street. Great idea killed stone dead.


Luckily in Key West the sun always shines no matter the rubbish we humans cast around down below.


How the snowbirds will react this Fall when their innate sense of entitlement butts up against the reality of traffic jams and road closures and bloody minded residents, I am sure I don't know. It might be fun to watch though.



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