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Robert (Bob) Fleischer is also known as Snowbum; "The Expatiating Scribe of the Sierra"

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Snowbum and Penny.
Amor Vincit Omnia!!


He who knows not, and knows not that he knows not, is a fool...shun him.
He who knows not, and knows that he knows not, is willing...teach him.
He who knows, and knows not that he knows, is asleep...awaken him.
He who knows, and knows that he knows, is wise...follow him."
--Chinese proverb--

The internet, and E-mail LISTs are places we can easily witness certain effects. 

(2) Dunning-Kruger Effect on E-mail Lists and Forums
(3) From Darwin's "Descent of Man":  Ignorance more frequently
     begets confidence than does knowledge.
(4) A word, Fremdscham, describes the embarrassment that we
     feel for those who are too ignorant to recognize it.


There is a theory which states that if anyone ever discovers exactly what the Universe is for,
and why it is here,
it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
Douglas Adams, "The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy"





Below, in my seventies, I'm at the top
of Heavenly Valley Ski
Resort, 5 miles
from my house (plus a lot of vertical!),
just before doing Ellie's Run, one of
of my favorite runs on the California
side. It is mostly hidden, begins just
to the left in this photo, and a photo
of it from near the very top, is below.




The K1100LT-EML Sidecar rig...
when it still had the BMW Police
box on rear & solo seat






A motorcycle is not just a two-wheeled car;
the difference between driving a car and
climbing onto a motorcycle is the difference
between watching TV and actually living your life.
We spend all our time sealed in boxes, and cars
are just the rolling boxes that shuffle us from
home-box to work-box to store-box and back...
the whole time, entombed in stale air, temperature
regulated, sound insulated, and smelling of carpets.
On a motorcycle I know I'm alive.

When I ride, even the familiar seems strange and glorious.
The air has weight and substance as I push through it
and its touch is as intimate as water to a swimmer.

I can see everything in a sweeping 360 degrees, up, down and around,
wider than Pana-vision and IMAX and unrestricted by ceiling or dashboard.
Sometimes I even hear music.  It's like hearing phantom telephones in the shower,
or false doorbells when vacuuming; the pattern-loving brain, seeking signals in the noise,
raises acoustic ghosts out of the wind's roar.
But on a motorcycle I hear whole songs: rock 'n roll, dark orchestras, women's voices,
all hidden in the air and released by speed. ...  Dave Karlotski



My 1983 R100RT-Ural.  First road rig I ever constructed.  We DO get that much snow some years. Going to the ski slopes.

My 1984 R100RT. Top-box is a Luftmeister.  Sold and gone: CLICK

There is cold......and there is cold on a motorcycle.
Cold on a motorcycle is like being beaten with cold hammers while being kicked with cold boots, a bone bruising cold.
 The wind's big hands squeeze the heat out of my body and whisk it away; caught in a cold October rain, the drops don't even feel like water.
 They feel like shards of bone fallen from the skies of Hell to pock my face.
I expect to arrive with my cheeks and forehead streaked with blood, but that's just an illusion,
just the misery of nerves not designed for highway speeds.

Despite this, it's hard to give up my motorcycle in the fall and I rush to get it on the road again in the spring;
 lapses of sanity like this are common among motorcyclists.
When you let a motorcycle into your life you're changed forever.
 The letters "MC" are stamped on your driver's license right next to your sex and height as if "motorcycle"
was just another of your physical characteristics, or maybe a mental condition.

But when warm weather finally does come around,
 all those cold snaps and rainstorms are paid in full because a motorcycle summer is worth any price.

At 30 miles an hour and up, smells become uncannily vivid.
All the individual tree-smells and flower-smells and grass-smells flit by like chemical notes in a great plant symphony.
Sometimes the smells evoke memories so strongly that it's as though the past hangs invisible in the air around me,
wanting only the most casual of rumbling time machines to unlock it.
A ride on a summer afternoon can border on the rapturous.

The sheer volume and variety of stimuli is like a bath for my nervous system,
an electrical massage for my brain, a systems check for my soul.
It tears smiles out of me: a minute ago I was dour, depressed, apathetic, numb...
 but now, on two wheels, big, ragged, windy smiles flap against the side of my face,
billowing out of me like air from a decompressing plane.
Transportation is only a secondary function.

A motorcycle is a joy machine.
It's a machine of wonders, a metal bird, a motorized prosthetic.
It's light and dark and shiny and dirty and warm and cold lapping over each other;
 it's a conduit of grace, it's a catalyst for bonding the gritty and the holy.

Cars lie to us and tell us we're safe, powerful, and in control.
The air-conditioning fans murmur empty assurances and whisper, "Sleep, sleep."
 Motorcycles tell us a more useful truth: we are small and exposed, and probably moving too fast for our own good,
 but that's no reason not to enjoy every minute of the ride. Dave Karlotski

Winters can vary considerably at Lake Tahoe.  The below photo was taken during the 2007-2008 Winter.
Notice the snow height at Penny's feet & at right lower corner & area under the mailbox.
Nearly to Penny's hips OVERNIGHT!   This was NOT terribly unusual here.
BUT, some Winters we have very little snow....
so, see the next in-line photo below this one.
A wee Winter's Tale:  CLICK!

This photo was taken January 17th, 2015

My FIRST trip to Tahoe, as an early teenager, was
in 1952, when a huge January snowstorm essentially shut
down travel to/from Lake Tahoe. 

1952, January....there is a road here someplace?
This is what it looked like a couple of days AFTER
I managed to leave! While I was here, there was
no road visible, it was just many feet of snow!
This was a 'hundred year' type of storm.


The below photo is from
JULY of that same year, AFTER plowing!




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NOTE!  In general, my technical article pages show a copyright date at the top, and at the bottom.  These are NOT necessarily the date that the original article was copyrighted by me.
I SOMETIMES change the year date if it does not already agree with the present year, but only when I make an update to content or other information associated with that page.   Yes, I am aware that this is not the correct way to use a copyright date.


There are two roads in life, the twisty one is vastly more fun

Reputation is what you are perceived to be, character is what you are.
 REAL character means doing what is right (when nobody is looking)

Common sense isn't
Most folks look intelligent.....then they say something
Be careful when arguing with an idiot.
Folks watching may get confused as to who that is.
Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.

The Purpose Of An Open Mind---Is To Close It On Something
I was always taught to respect my elders, but it keeps getting harder to find one.
Remember, half the people you know are below average.

A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof...
 is to under-estimate the ingenuity of complete fools.

Question:  How are politicians similar to diapers?
They should be changed often --- and for the same reason.

The Goal Of Every Engineer Is To Retire Without Being Blamed For A Major Catastrophe.
Logic is an organized procedure, for going wrong with confidence and certainty.
It is a fact that light travels faster than the speed of sound,
this explains why some guys would appear bright,
 until you hear them speak.

Penny & I took the K1100LT-EML sidecar rig from Lake Tahoe across the USA via Nevada, lower Utah & Colorado, into Kansas & then northerly to the Great Lakes region, then to Duluth  Minnesota.   We returned mostly via Hy 2 across the top of the USA...over 5500 miles total. A text & photo blog on the trip is on this website.  CLICK

Not all that proficient on editing E-mails?  Want to know how to do it better?
Want to know about special keyboard characters, ETC. ?    CLICK  

What's with this lamp? 
 What is/was SuperTech Weekend?
HERE for details on both!


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A Winter Tale

Experiments in gravity and time, a short story

The Paradox of our age, by the Dalai Lama

Our present Sidecar rig:

Join the Airheads

Who the HELL is Snowbum?

Deer Whistles

Whitebeard: A happening. My '57 R60. Originally published by me in 1987, BMW MOA Owners News


Motorcycling to Alaska via B.C., etc.

Who/what is Fleischer's Service?

Picking up a downed/dropped motorcycle


Throttle screws; friction & anti-friction devices; Snowbum gets OFF and RUNNING!


Prostate Cancer:
REAL Facts!

For Sale & things wanted  and some things that are FREEEEE!


Motorcycles in movies & TV: 

One Scary Moment
in an Airplane, the
R60/2 is Stolen, more BIO

Snowbum lives at South Lake Tahoe, California.
Click for information about Lake Tahoe.

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Temporary'll never know what is HERE!

Thinking about purchasing an old Airhead?  What about getting started on doing your own motorcycle


Motorcycles, sidecars, & 
cars/trucks I've owned

Proverbs and sayings; biker wit and wisdom, etc.


Old age and

Three Santa's 

nerdy stuff

Across the USA and back by sidecar


Maintenance schedules for all BMW motorcycles: 
Schedules are not as complete as my personal one for Airheads:
 Maintenance Schedule

 My 1984 R100RT bike, parts & many of my special tools has been sold, details: CLICK

UNIQUE Year of Dragon Jewelry Item for Sale






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