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I attended a motorcycle safety assessment course here in Richmond today. It lasted from 9 to 2 and was administered by the VSP, at no cost. 30 people registered, and only about 17 showed. More Harleys than anything else, but we had a couple Gold Wings, me, a Triumph Bonnie, a Honda CB 500X, a Suzuki Boulevard, and a BMW or two. It was held at Steel Horse Harley Davidson. Nice of them to let us use their parking lot for this. We had three women in the class, one of whom was quite attractive and wearing a pretty revealling top under her riding jacket. 
One lady on a Harley dropped her bike just standing around, almost immediately after they had shown us technique for righting a downed bike. We had one guy from Northern Virginia on a gorgeous Gold Wing who really impressed me. His bike was immaculate and well accessorized, and he had Army emblems all over it. Apparently he was a Green Beret and a Command Sergeant Major, so he was quite a soldier. And he teaches motorcycle safety in Northern Virginia, so I'm not sure what reason he had to ride 100 miles to do this. He was with another GW rider/veteran from the same area. And as you'll see below, he's a member of the Iron Butt Association. This is not a guy I'd mess with.
We were taught proper braking techniques for various situations, how to negotiate grates and curves and milled pavement, where to ride in the road track, fatality and accident statistics, and all kinds of interesting things. They showed us how to walk a bike on both the left and the right side. And I had to laugh - the instructor said "At some point, every one of you will have to walk your bikes - ESPECIALLY if you ride a Harley." Here we were with a class half full of HD riders at a HD dealership! Unreal. But I laughed my ass off. Apparently I was the only one who found it funny. Hey - I'm a Honda guy! There was a set of skills tests involving figure 8's, serpentine, braking, and a general test involving both serpentine and figure 8. It's harder than it looks if you use their mandated techniques. There was no shade to be had anywhere, and it was 82 degrees here today, so I was ROASTING in my gear, and am actually SUNBURNED on my face, neck and scalp - on April 23! And if you can believe it, this was my first EVER time of setting foot in a Harley dealership. I found them very friendly and down to earth. And a bit clingy. I have to admit that is one damn fine looking Fat Boy. So I broke my Harley cherry today as well.
The VSP offered a VIN etching service, where, if you supply them with your name and address, make and model and VIN, they'll send you a set of stickers you can apply to various places on your bike, and somehow it chemically etches the VIN into the metal in case your bike gets stolen and chopped, making it easier to track down. I don't know if I'll actually use them, but I did give them my info. And, when they gave us our packets, I got another sticker that says not to remove my helmet in the event I am injured until trained EMS personnel arrive, which I had on the back of my helmet until I got the Brake Free device and had to take it off. So now I have that again. I'd say it was a valuable investment today since it was a free class! But after getting my energy sapped in the sunlight and heat, getting sunburned, and smelling motorcycle exhaust all day, I'm pretty beat.
I'm very glad I attended, as even after 50 years of riding, there is MUCH to learn (you'd be VERY surprised!), and some bad habits to be unlearned that I didn't even know were bad! I highly recommend taking a course if it's offered near you. Our instructor was a VSP motorcycle cop and was a hardass with no patience and more than a few cuss words, and he'd YELL at you if you did ANYTHING wrong, which almost all of us did. By the way, he was concerned about the Gold Wing riders and wanted to know if theirs were DCT's, which they weren't, and was glad to hear that. So it left me wondering if there's a loss of control as a result in some scenarios of having a DCT. Here are a few photos from the day.
Richmonder
One lady on a Harley dropped her bike just standing around, almost immediately after they had shown us technique for righting a downed bike. We had one guy from Northern Virginia on a gorgeous Gold Wing who really impressed me. His bike was immaculate and well accessorized, and he had Army emblems all over it. Apparently he was a Green Beret and a Command Sergeant Major, so he was quite a soldier. And he teaches motorcycle safety in Northern Virginia, so I'm not sure what reason he had to ride 100 miles to do this. He was with another GW rider/veteran from the same area. And as you'll see below, he's a member of the Iron Butt Association. This is not a guy I'd mess with.
We were taught proper braking techniques for various situations, how to negotiate grates and curves and milled pavement, where to ride in the road track, fatality and accident statistics, and all kinds of interesting things. They showed us how to walk a bike on both the left and the right side. And I had to laugh - the instructor said "At some point, every one of you will have to walk your bikes - ESPECIALLY if you ride a Harley." Here we were with a class half full of HD riders at a HD dealership! Unreal. But I laughed my ass off. Apparently I was the only one who found it funny. Hey - I'm a Honda guy! There was a set of skills tests involving figure 8's, serpentine, braking, and a general test involving both serpentine and figure 8. It's harder than it looks if you use their mandated techniques. There was no shade to be had anywhere, and it was 82 degrees here today, so I was ROASTING in my gear, and am actually SUNBURNED on my face, neck and scalp - on April 23! And if you can believe it, this was my first EVER time of setting foot in a Harley dealership. I found them very friendly and down to earth. And a bit clingy. I have to admit that is one damn fine looking Fat Boy. So I broke my Harley cherry today as well.
The VSP offered a VIN etching service, where, if you supply them with your name and address, make and model and VIN, they'll send you a set of stickers you can apply to various places on your bike, and somehow it chemically etches the VIN into the metal in case your bike gets stolen and chopped, making it easier to track down. I don't know if I'll actually use them, but I did give them my info. And, when they gave us our packets, I got another sticker that says not to remove my helmet in the event I am injured until trained EMS personnel arrive, which I had on the back of my helmet until I got the Brake Free device and had to take it off. So now I have that again. I'd say it was a valuable investment today since it was a free class! But after getting my energy sapped in the sunlight and heat, getting sunburned, and smelling motorcycle exhaust all day, I'm pretty beat.
I'm very glad I attended, as even after 50 years of riding, there is MUCH to learn (you'd be VERY surprised!), and some bad habits to be unlearned that I didn't even know were bad! I highly recommend taking a course if it's offered near you. Our instructor was a VSP motorcycle cop and was a hardass with no patience and more than a few cuss words, and he'd YELL at you if you did ANYTHING wrong, which almost all of us did. By the way, he was concerned about the Gold Wing riders and wanted to know if theirs were DCT's, which they weren't, and was glad to hear that. So it left me wondering if there's a loss of control as a result in some scenarios of having a DCT. Here are a few photos from the day.
Richmonder