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"Copyright 2014, R. Fleischer"
Robert (Bob) Fleischer is also known as Snowbum; "The Expatiating Scribe of the Sierra"
The BMW R32, BMW's first motorcycle.
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(Includes history and extensive information on how I run this website, without
my being obligated to anyone)
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."
but, UNfortunately, there is THIS:
The internet, and E-mail LISTs are places we can easily witness the following effects. Worth your time to read at these 3 links:
We see examples of the Dunning-Kruger Effect on email lists and forums.... every day.
Here is a word that describes the embarrassment that we feel for those who are too ignorant to recognize their ignorance: Fremdscham.
Here is a tidy definition/translation of the term.
There is a theory which states that if anyone ever discovers exactly what the Universe is for,
and why it is
it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.
is another theory which states that this has already happened.
Guide to the Galaxy"
Almost to 'the chutes'....almost into the clouds too.
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 my favorite runs on the California side. It is
mostly hidden, begins just to the left in this photo.
The K1100LT-EML Sidecar rig...
back when it still had the BMW
Police type box on rear & had the 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
watching TV and actually living your life.
We spend all our time
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,
stale air, temperature
regulated, sound insulated, and smelling
On a motorcycle I know I'm alive.
When I ride, even the familiar
strange and glorious.
The air has weight
substance as I push
and its touch is as intimate as water to a swimmer.
I can see everything in a sweeping 360
degrees, up, down
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,
vacuuming; the pattern-loving brain, seeking signals in the noise,
acoustic ghosts out of the
But on a motorcycle I hear whole songs: rock 'n
dark orchestras, women's voices,
all hidden in the air and
released by speed. ... Dave Karlotski
There is cold......and there
is cold on a motorcycle.
Below is my 1983 R100RT-Ural. This is the
first road rig I ever constructed. We DO get
get that much snow. Going to the ski slopes.
1984 R100RT for long-distance touring. Top-box is Luftmeister. Photo at the same place as one to the left. Sold and gone now: CLICK
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;
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
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,
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
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,
Motorcycles tell us a more useful truth: we are small and
exposed, and probably moving too fast for our own good,
that's no reason not to enjoy every minute of the ride. Dave Karlotski
Notice the snow height at Penny's feet & at right lower corner & area under
Nearly to Penny's hips OVERNIGHT! This was NOT terribly unusual here.
My FIRST trip to Tahoe, as an early teenager, was in January 1952, when a huge snowstorm
essentially shut down travel to and from Lake Tahoe.
Here is a historical photo from JULY of that same year:
1952, January....there is a road here someplace....
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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.
LEARN FROM THE MISTAKES OF OTHERS.
YOU CAN'T LIVE LONG ENOUGH
TO MAKE THEM ALL YOURSELF!
Question: How are politicians similar
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
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,
which would help to explain 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
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
Info is near very bottom of the page you will be taken to.
What's with this lamp? Interested in the yearly SuperTech Weekend?
Click HERE for details
A humorous short article...A Winter Tale
Experiments in gravity and time, a short story
Paradox of our age, by the Dalai Lama
Our present Sidecar rig:
Join the Airheads
If you want to donate to help
defray costs: DONATING
screws; friction & anti-friction devices; Snowbum gets OFF
Photo Gallery #3
Who the HELL is Snowbum?
Motorcycles in movies & TV:
UNIQUE Year of Dragon
Jewelry Item for Sale
Across the USA and back: A sidecar trip
Maintenance schedules for all BMW motorcycles:
Those schedules are not as complete as my personal one for Airheads:
My 1984 R100RT bike,
parts & many of my special tools
sold, details: CLICK
New to Internet Mailing Lists & especially if new to BMW riding & BMW people?
Please click here & read the short article!
Old age and
Motorcycles, sidecars, &
cars/trucks I've owned
|Motorcycling to Alaska via B.C., etc.
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.
Temporary stuff...you'll never know what is
on doing your
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"Copyright 2014, R. Fleischer"
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(who is entirely
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