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In This Issue:





Riding BE-cause - a Focus on Not-for-Profit Events & Efforts


Lil' Weather


Free Thinking with FancyFree


Shag's Rant: And he's not so "ranty" today....


NC Legislative Issues with Blastoff


Loose Talk with Jon



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Erin, the CVMA Public Relations Officer, sent in this info and flyer about the CVMA & the Combat Vets Spring Run

Combat Veterans Motorcycle Association Chapter 15-2 is hosting a Poker Run on March 30, 2013 to benefit Purple Heart Homes and Matthew Bailey, a local Disabled Veteran. Registration begins 10 a.m. at Pat Rogers Speedway Harley Davidson in Concord, NC with first bike out at 12 p.m. Route includes stops at Sam Bass NASCAR Art Gallery, Twin Peaks Restaurant, Hendrick Motorsports Museum& Shop, and ends at Iron Thunder Saloon for awards presentation and live music. Prizes for Best Hand and Worst Hand, as well as raffle and silent auction. Entry fee is $20 per rider & $10 per passenger. Contact for more info.

About CVMA: We are an Association of Combat Veterans from all branches of the United States Armed Forces who ride motorcycles as a hobby. Our mission now is to support and defend those who have defended our country and our freedoms. Our focus is to help veteran care facilities provide a warm meal, clothing, shelter, and guidance, or simply to say "Thank You" and "Welcome Home." We sponsor and/or participate in many motorcycle-related charity events each year, and as a non-profit organization, donate to various veteran care facilities and veteran charities.



Leon Yard sent in this flyer. He wants to see as many of our readers in this run as possible!







The Little Weather Quickie for the Greater Charlotte Area

for Week of March 26-April 2, 2013

Tuesday 51 p-cloudy, Wednesday 54 sunny, Thursday 57 sunny, Friday 59 sunny, Saturday 61 p-cloudy, Sunday 64 few showers, Monday 69 p-cloudy, Tuesday 64 p-cloudy (as per on Tuesday 03/26/13)


NC Motorcycle Helmet Law

Blastoff on TV!

Bill Starnes, aka "Blastoff," who contributes our NC Legislative Affairs column (as you see below) represented us all quite effectively on Sunday night's Fox News Charlotte in regards to the helmet law issue in North Carolina. Didn't catch it? Check it out HERE (there's video and an article,) then take a few minutes to write Blastoff and let him know your thoughts, needs, and appreciation for all he and CBA-ABATE do for motorcyclists. Most of us ride and never consider the behind-the-scenes work being done on our behalf which includes not just working on legislators but providing motorcycle awareness education in schools and efforts to keep motorcycles in the minds of the general driving public too!

(photo of Blastoff makin friends with the local law at the 2012 Helmet Law Protest ride put on by Gaston County CBA)

THANK YOU, Blastoff, and THANK YOU to all of you who are involved in your local CBA-ABATE and other endeavors to support the freedom of the ride we all love!



And the answer is ....

You had the chance to win some prizes last week but only 2 of you took me up on it. No worries. Sadly, one person said the answer was 5 - and clearly that's not right.

But Jon W of Pineville, NC won with his answer:

Hey Fancy, by my count there are 31...32 if you count the pup and in my opinion you should. Some of the best smiles I've seen have been on the faces of my dogs - LOL

Congrats, Jon! We counted 31 also ... and the dog is a toss up since he (or she) is looking down and hiding his/her grin!

Since you are the one and only winner, just give me a shout and you can pick your prize!

True Story - Love you, Marilyn!

Marilyn and I met years ago and now see each other when I shop where she's a butcher in Rock Hill, SC. From the time we met, she's told me of her love of motorcycles and desire to have someone whose bike she could ride on the back and enjoy the lifestyle. And now she does and she's happy to have him in her life. ... well, most of the time, that is! This past weekend, when I popped by to get some of the best Scottish salmon you've ever tasted, Marilyn told me a little story of her one challenge of having the love of her life in her life. She said that she owns a really cool convertible two-seater car that she adores. Her man has his Harley and the two vehicles share space in the garage together. Like many bike owners, Marilyn's riding partner takes great care in attending to his ride. She says he babies it like a worthy mistress; cleaning and polishing and giving "her" special motorcycle treats. (Oh come on, you know the bike bling I'm talking about!)

When Marilyn's fellow moved in, she explained about her sweet little car and how she adores taking it out for a spin, that it's not an everyday car but one for special occasions and relaxed fun. She babies it too and because it's a fairly rare vehicle, does everything she can to keep it up because replacement parts and service can be hard to come by and rather pricey. Despite her concerns and knowing that he loves her and is a good caretaker of his own prized possession, she agreed that he could "just this once" go for a ride in her beloved car.

"Uggh," he came home saying, "do you love me, M?" "You know I do, honey, now what have you done?," she purred, claws at the ready. "I'm sorry, dear, but as I was backing your car out of the garage, I broke one of those little side-vent windows off. I sure didn't mean to and I am sorry." Marilyn stepped back, the wind knocked out of her but in her usual compassion she began to uncoil. "My darling, I am certain you wouldn't do this on purpose..... but I am a bit curious, how indeed did the window get broken off? There's plenty of room on either side and no obstacles in the path. You hadn't been drinking and you're an exceptional driver. However could this have happened to my sweet little car?"

With the straight forward candor of an innocent man, Marilyn's partner in love and life replied without hesitation, "I just didn't see the wall because I was looking at my Harley!"


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"I feel summer creeping in, and I'm tired of this town again."

Even if you rode all winter you still can't help that angst that comes as "riding season" approaches. All over creation people are changing tires, oil, plugs, and chomping at the bit for the grand return of chrome and cleavage. I must say I'm no different, in the past few weeks Kingshit has been gone over with a fine tooth comb. I've mounted cafe bars, installed a cigarette lighter, and adjusted my shocks to be just right for my boney ass and a really leggy waitress from the tilted kilt ... (a man can dream can't he?) But while working my way through these half-assed modifications and delusions of grandeur something weird happened: I started getting one of those things ... what do you call it? It was one of those headaches with pictures. Oh yea, a thought. As often happens this time of year, my mind went back to all the past riding seasons and everything that made them worth a damn. And like the asphalt when you pinch that front brake a little too hard, it all just hit me....

The twisties on the Blue Ridge Parkway, the smell of Lake Lure in July, the smile that gorgeous browned-skinned girl from the Cherokee reservation flashes you when you go flying through the curves. If it's not obvious by now, that part of N.C. is my favorite ridding territory. If you've never been through this area, I highly recommend you make the time. But, believe it or not, my fondest memories of this place aren't motorcycle-related.

This past December, this shitty world lost one of the best that it ever had. When Fulton M. Peeler left this life a woman lost a husband, kids lost a father, and I lost a grandfather and the best friend I ever had. He was the main father figure in my life, and my only introduction to the motorcycle realm.

(That was him and my dad in 1973 ... on his jap bike, i.might add!)

Grandpa was a hell of a man. I remember as a kid there was nothing in this world I thought he couldn't do and if he couldn't, he wouldn't stop until you thought he could. As a kid he always, (as old men do,) tried to teach me a bunch of things that never really stuck. To this day I still can't work on cars, I can't do home repairs, and my fabrication skills pale in comparison to his. A job that would require me to rent out a part of a friend's shop would have only took him ten minutes with a roll of duct tape. The two of us only spoke two common languages: motorcycles and the mountains.

I remember as a kid he would take me to Chimney Rock in the summer and we would always spend a day, sometimes two. Those were always the happiest times of my life and have stayed with me to this day. We would make the customary trip to the top of the rock; eat at one of the tourist trap restaurants, and all the other good grandkid/grandparents stuff. But the prize for me was watching the bikes pass and seeing who could name the most. I remember when I turned 16 I asked grandpa if he would call a few of his friends and help me find a cheap car. I can still see the look on that man's face; I could've sworn he was going to slap me. Finally he just said, "What the hell do you want with a car? Young boy like you, you need a moto-sickle."  It wasn't long after that I picked up the vt500 for a song and dance from a local pawn shop.

Sadly enough I never got to ride with grandpa, but every ride I took and every show I attended I always had to bring him a ton of pictures and explain every turn to him before I knew whether or not it was a good one. If I handed him a stack of pictures he would study them like he was reading the good book. It was never just a quick "Yeah, that's a pretty bike." He had to see it from seven or eight different angles and then he had to get a few close-ups of the engine. Then came the world famous question: "Ain't there any good looking women that comes to these shows anymore?" Grandpa was a ladies man if there ever was one, every time I brought a girlfriend around him it was always the same thing. "Sweetie, me and you is gonna take off on that bike and leave him and the old woman sitting down here."

I never really talked to anyone about the old man to anyone like this. To be honest, I'm not sure why I'm doing it now other than the thought of the mountains and the bikes can't come up without him. I'll bet anything he's sitting in God's pub right now between Steve McQueen and Indian Larry saying, "Look at that candy ass down there tearing up behind a computer screen." Well this one is for you, Pop, and so is every mile I log this summer.

Folks, it's getting early and the sun is coming up, I believe me and old Kingshit are going to take off to the mountains and spend the day. I might head to the top of Chimney Rock, I might grab lunch at Heavenly Hogs. For old time's sake I might just find a place to sit and try to pick out makes and models on the passing bikes. Either way I hope to see all of you out there, hope everyone hits this riding season with a vengeance and has plenty more in the future to just sit and think about. Now to quote the philosopher Petty, "Buy me a drink, sing me a song, take me as I come because I can't stay long."



Nothing really new of interest to Motorcyclists in the NC Legislature this week. However, HB-109, the helmet law repeal bill, is still alive and well. The Committee will meet again on Tuesday, the 26th. Please continue to contact your reps to ask that they support us on this bill. This looks to be our best shot in 40 years. Please do not let it go to waste.

Also, please continue to press for lighting up the electronic message boards. Here lately, some of the "safety" messages I have seen are mostly things like "Travel time to exit 29 is 12 minutes." Wow. That has got to be saving some lives. We hear a lot about safety from our State officials. Here is an opportunity to really make a difference. "Watch for Motorcycles." A simple programming task taking less than one minute. Will it help? Will it save lives? While I believe it will, I am not certain of that, but am certainly willing to find out.

Last year, we presented our Motorcycle Safety Awareness Program to over 20,000 drivers ed students in NC. I would not be involved if I did not truly believe increased awareness will save lives. Membership in CBA is not required to help us get MSAP into more schools. If you are interested in doing something pro-active, click here to shoot me a line and please provide your contact info and location. Our MSAP takes about 2 hours, including travel time, once a month. The life you save may be mine. Thanks, Blastoff

Bill Starnes,

Legislative Officer, Gaston County Chapter, CBA/ABATE of NC


The Season Is Cranking up & We've got the Fever!

Last week we were at a very cold start to bike nite at Mac's Southend in Charlotte. Today, as I write this it's sunny but still not as warm as I'd like it to be for my riding pleasure and just a couple weeks back I was in out in the sun on my boat on Lake Wylie. Things are changing ... it's Spring in The Carolinas!

More Bike Nites & a Ride too

In the coming weeks we will be out to check out Bike Nites at MVP's (Mountain Island Lake,) Quaker Steak and Lube (Concord,) and The Boneyard (Monroe.) On April 13th will be part of the Thin Blue Line Ride leaving Cox's Harley-Davidson in Rock Hill, SC and going to H-D of Charlotte in Matthews, NC. That's a great ride. Police escorted and about 500 bikes.

Yes, things are heating up .... if we could just get the weather to join us!!


































































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