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Rear Ended
DATE: 15 Jul 2007, 6:04 am / MOOD: Mad

Hey ya'll. First let me say I'm okay. A little sore, but okay. Thanks Josh for picking me up and getting me and the bike home.

I went for a wild ride today on my way home from work. The car in front of me was an unmarked cop car (Crown Vic, Black, tinted windows with blue lights) The car in front of him slows down, he slows down pretty quick, I'm getting on the brakes and thinking of moving into the turn lane....when BAM!!**%$*!! I get rear-ended by some punk kid that wasn't paying attention. The bike goes down on the right side and we slide for a good 20 feet. I get up ready to fight, but I don't want to give the cops any reason to put me in their crosshairs. Looking at the accident site, the car's skid marks were about 20 feet long, then their was my drag marks left by my fairing and saddle bag. The rear fender is smashed into the tire and the sub frame is bent. I had on steel toed work shoes and that saved my foot. My right calf has a small strawberry and feels a little bruised. My right palm and wrist are a little swollen and sore. As soon as I'm done eating I'm going to the hospital. I'm back from the hospital after 8 hours (8:35pm to 5:12am) with a bruised and sprained wrist in a brace. My guardian angel was definitely riding with me. I might have to drive a support vehicle to the Kentucky State Rally if I still go.



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My Road Name - "RONIN"
DATE: 19 Oct 2006, 12:37 pm / MOOD: Content

My road name is "Ronin" I have seen/heard it used in books and movies/TV shows. Usually Sci-Fi, but I don't think it was used properly. I believe the writers just thought it sounded cool. Me, it's all about loyalty. Loyalty to Family, Friend, Clubs, Country. The list could go on, but "Loyalty" is the key. If I have confused you here is a short story of "The 47 Ronin". Once you have read the story you should understand why I say my road name is all about loyalty.

The 47 Ronin

The story of the 47 Ronin is one of the most celebrated in the history of the samurai. This was perhaps all the more so because it occurred at a time when the samurai class was struggling to maintain a sense of itself - warriors with no war, a social class without a function.
The tale could be said to have begun with the teachings of Yamaga Soko (1622-1685), an influential theorist who wrote a number of important works on the warrior spirit and what it meant to be samurai. His writings inspired a certain Ôishi Kuranosuke Yoshio, a samurai and retainer of Asano Takumi no kami Naganori (1667-1701), who led a branch of the powerful Asano family.
It happened that Lord Asano was chosen by the shogun, Tokugawa Tsunayoshi, to be one of a number of daimyo tasked with entertaining envoys from the Imperial family. To assist him in this new duty, the Bakufu's highest ranking master of protocol, Kira Kozukenosuke Yoshinaka (1641-1702), was assigned to instruct him in matters of etiquette. Kira, it seems, was a somewhat difficult character and expected Asano to compensate him monetarily for the trouble, which Asano held was simply his duty. The two grew to dislike one another intensely, and Kira made every effort to embarrass his student. Finally, in April of 1702, the situation exploded within the shogun's palace - Kira insulted Asano once again, prompting the latter to draw his sword and swing at him. Kira was only wounded in the attack and Asano was promptly placed under confinement.
Striking another man in anger was against the law - doing so within the shogun's palace was unthinkable. Asano made little effort to defend himself during questioning except to say that he bore the shogun no ill will and only regretted that he had failed to kill Kira.
After the o-metsuke (inspector-generals) had completed their investigation of the matter, the shogunate passed down a sentence of death on Asano, ordering him to slit his belly at once. The shogun also decreed that his 50,000-koku fief at Akô in Harima was to be confiscated and his brother Daigaku placed under house arrest.
When the news of the unfortunate event reached Asano's castle, his retainers were thrown into an uproar and argued heatedly over what to do next. Some favored accepting their lot quietly and dispersing as ronin, while another group called for a defense of the castle and an actual battle with the government. Ôishi Kuranosuke, who urged the retainers to give up the castle peacefully and struggle to rehabilitate the Asano family while at the same time preparing to take revenge on Kira, sounded the view that prevailed.
Accordingly, a band of Asano retainers - now ronin - set out on a carefully planned road to revenge. Kira was no fool, and expecting some sort of attempt on his life by the Asano men increased his personal guard. Ôishi's scheme was therefore to lull their quarry into complacency, biding their time while they waited for the right moment. To this end the ronin hid away a cache of weapons and armor before ostensibly dispersing, some taking up menial jobs while others, like Ôishi himself, let it seem that they had lost any concern for their futures. Ôishi left his wife and began frequenting all of Edo's houses of ill repute, carousing with prostitutes and engaging in drunken brawls. On one occasion, a samurai from Satsuma is supposed to have come across Ôishi drunk in the street and spat upon him, saying that he was no real samurai.
Needless to say, Kira began to doubt that he was in any real danger, and within a year had relaxed his guard. It was at that point that the ronin struck. 47 of them gathered on 14 December 1702 and, after donning the armor and taking up the weapons from the cache, they set out on their revenge on that same snowy night. Once at Kira's Edo mansion, they divided into two groups and attacked, with one group entering through the rear of the compound while the rest forced their way through the front, battering the gate down with a mallet. Kira's men, many of whom were killed or wounded, were taken completely by surprise but did put up a spirited resistance (one of the ronin was killed in the attack), though ultimately to no avail: Kira was found in an outhouse and presented to Ôishi, who offered him the chance to commit suicide. When Kira made no reply, Ôishi struck off his head with the same dagger that Asano had used to kill himself with. Kira's head was then put in a bucket and carried to the Sengakuji, where Asano was buried. After Ôishi and the others had given the bloody trophy to the spirit of Asano, they turned themselves in.
The assassination of Kira placed the government in a difficult situation. After all, the 46 survivors now awaiting their fate had lived up to the standards of loyalty expected of true samurai and the ideals propounded by such men as Yamaga Soko. Additionally, the decision to order Asano to commit suicide and confiscate his domain while taking no action against Kira had not been popular (at least one of the inspectors at the time had been demoted for protesting the verdict). Nonetheless, the Bakufu decided that the maintenance of order would once again have to prevail, and so the ronin were ordered to commit suicide - a sentence suggested by the famous Confucian scholar Ogyû Sorai (1666-1728). They were at this time divided up into four groups under guard by four different daimyo, yet once they had all died, their bodies were buried together at the Sengakuji.1 Legend has it that the Satsuma samurai who had spit upon Ôishi in the street came to the temple and slit his own belly to atone for his insults.
The Revenge of the 47 Ronin continued to spark controversy throughout the Edo Period. One view had it that Ôishi and his men had in fact erred in waiting as long as they had, that in so doing they risked Kira dying (he was, after all, over 60) and their efforts coming to naught. This was, for example, the view of Yamamoto Tsunetomo (author of the famed Hagakure).2 The Confucian scholar Sato Naotaka (1650-1719) criticized the ronin for taking action at all, as the shogun's decision to order Asano to commit suicide should have ended the matter there and then. He also shared Tsunetomo's belief that the ronin ought to have commited suicide at the Sengakuji once their deed was done. In giving themselves up to be judged, they appeared to have hoped to receive a light sentence and therefore continue living -a shameful objective, given their crimes. At the same time, Naotaka reserved his harshest words for Kira, whom he called a coward and whose precipitation of the whole affair had led to so many deaths.
Other writers did not share those views. Men like Asami Yasuda (1652-1711) defended the actions of the ronin as being appropriate (if not actually challenging the Bakufu's decisions) and Chikamatsu wrote a favorable play (Chushin-gura) that became an instant and timeless classic. In the end, the Ôishi Kuranosuke and his ronin became the stuff of legend, and continue to spawn books, movies, and television shows at a prodigious rate. The Sengakuji is still a popular spot in Tokyo and a place for modern admirers of what many feel were the finest examples of samurai loyalty to emerge from the Edo Period.


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Riding Through Amish Country
DATE: 30 Sep 2006, 5:45 pm / MOOD: Content

When I got up this morning the forcast was for 20% chance of isolated showers. Normally 20% means nothing really, so I jumped on the bike and hit the road. I really didn't have a clue where I was going to ride, so I just hit the road and would go where ever.
I eventually hit some of my favorite back roads that I take to work (Fort Campbell,KY) One of my work short cuts takes me through some Amish farm land. The road winds though a couple of farms with your standard farm houses and barns and a small Amish School House. The people I pass are always friendly and smile and wave.
Today I decided to stop and get a few pictures of the horses. These horses aren't your average "pull the buggie" horses. They look like the Budweiser horses without the Budweiser and without their winter boots. They look like Clidesdale horses without the long fur around the ankles.
After I took a few pictures I was back on the road and just in time. I started to feel drops of rain. Time to hit the throttle and head for the house.
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Working the Weekend
DATE: 09 Sep 2006, 9:31 am / MOOD: Disappointed

I went in to work this morning thinking, okay I'll have to work a few hours this morning and then I will have to come back tonight. Well I went in this morning, stayed longer than I had planned, but I don't have to go in tonight. Here comes the sucker punch. I have to go in tomorrow night. So I get screwed and have to work both days this weekend. Well I'm going to try to make the most of it and ride both afternoons if the westher hold out. It was raining on my way in this morning. Well I've bitched enough, Let go get out into the wind.

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Saturday's Ride
DATE: 03 Sep 2006, 4:10 pm / MOOD: Satisfied

Yesterdaty I got up at 6am and got ready for the day. After I did my pre-ride check I had a little breakfast. My wife got up at 7am. By 7:45 we were on the bike headed to Franklin, KY to meet some friends. 62 miles later we were here. By 9:30 the pre-ride brief was complete and we were rolling. 2 Roadstars, 2 Ventures, 2 Harley Soft-tails, and 1 Honda. We rode the back roads and twisties to Tomkinsville. We ate lunch at the Watermelon Festival. I got kinda confused, because I didn't see a single watermelon. Being an import to KY I guess I'll have to get used to things like this. Anyway after we ate lunch and mingle a little it was back on the bike and back to Franklin. We made it back to Franklin and said our goodbyes. Now it was time to head back to the house. Made it back home by 5pm and logged 258 miles. All in all a good day spent riding good roads, eating good food and spending time with great friends.
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Old men and Pickup trucks
DATE: 01 Sep 2006, 7:06 pm / MOOD: Angry

I had today off. Being military sometimes we get Friday off when Monday is a federal holiday. So seeing I had time to myself (wife working today) I went on a solo ride to hit some twisties and some back country roads. After about 120 great miles I'm approaching an intersection. Cross traffic has the flashing red light and I have the flashing yellow light. I blow through the intersection and think to myself, "I haven't been down that road yet". So I pull into a church parking lot and pull a U turn and head back to the intersection. I put on my left turn signal as I near the intersection, and just when I about to make the turn some old farmer in a pickup truck blows through the red light from the left. I lock my brakes and stop about 4 feet from his passenger door and he looks at me like I'm fucked up. The whole rest of my ride I spent trying not to be pissed. Well there is always tomorrow. I'll drink a few beers and forget about it. Stay safe out there people.

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The Weekend is Here
DATE: 18 Aug 2006, 4:56 am / MOOD: Eager to ride

I hope everyone has an awesomw eekend. I riding to Richmond, KY for the SCRC KY State Rally. Should be a great weekend as long as the weather holds for us.

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