{"id":1405614,"date":"2018-11-19T21:34:53","date_gmt":"2018-11-19T11:34:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bikeme.tv\/?p=1405614"},"modified":"2018-11-24T08:14:11","modified_gmt":"2018-11-23T22:14:11","slug":"state-avoided","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/state-avoided\/","title":{"rendered":"STATE AVOIDED"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Boris said the Givi guys wanted me to try out their S920L Smart Clip. It\u2019s a method of attaching a smartphone to a motorcycle.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIs there no end to Givi\u2019s bounty?\u201d I asked, and Boris said \u201cNo, Al. No there isn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019d been using the RAM-mount X-grip thing to hold the phone on the bike for a year or so. I got used to stopping and looking for my phone beside bumpy dirt roads. There was that one time on the Castlereagh Highway when I was riding with Gonzo that it came off too. He laughed at me. I got him to call my number and found it ringing in some tall grass a few hundred metres back from where we stopped.<\/p>\n<p>To be fair, you were supposed to hook some rubber band thing around it to stop it falling out but sometimes I forgot.<\/p>\n<p>Installation of the Givi S920L is, like Netflix and Chill night at the Degeneris household, tool-less. The mechanism which attaches it to the handlebars is ingenious, but bulky. Pic below related.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_1405636\" style=\"width: 630px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1405636\" class=\"wp-image-1405636 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/bikeme.tv\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/mounting.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"620\" height=\"344\" srcset=\"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/mounting.jpg 620w, https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/mounting-300x166.jpg 300w, https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/mounting-600x333.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 620px) 100vw, 620px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-1405636\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Ingenious but bulky<\/p><\/div>\n<p>It wouldn\u2019t fit on the left because it fouled the clutch master cylinder, and it wouldn\u2019t fit on the right because it fouled the brake master cylinder. It looked like I might be able to get a small RAM-mount thing to fit it, but a quick on-line search told me the small RAM-mount things are as rare as a moment of fun at a Hanna Gadsby concert.<\/p>\n<p>So I took the GPS off and re-mounted it on the right, and mounted the S920L in the middle. Then I went down to the bike shop and got them to take the Arrow exhaust off and put the standard exhaust back on.<\/p>\n<p>Then I rode 380 kilometres to Port Macquarie, most of it on the motorway. I left at eight. I dismounted in the pub car park a bit after midday. I listened to music on my smartphone on the way. I got off the bike feeling relaxed. I could have ridden another 380 kilometres, easy.<\/p>\n<p>I was in Port Macquarie because it was Phillip Island MotoGP weekend, and about twenty of us who used to ride there every year got sick of the Victorian police force pulling over every motorcycle that crossed the bridge to the island for licence checks and generally harassing anyone on a motorcycle. We decided a few years back we\u2019d spend our money in another state, so we find a place with a cocktail bar and a big screen TV near some winding roads and go there on the relevant weekend and spend money.<\/p>\n<p>We watched the Moto3 and the Moto2 and I had pepper steak for lunch and drank beer and dry martinis and we watched the MotoGP and had ourselves a time. It was hilarious.We went out for dinner at some Thai restaurant later and that was hilarious too. I called Boris after dinner. \u201cI have ridden 380 kilometres of motorway today\u201d, I told him. \u201cWhy don\u2019t I visit you tomorrow? That way I can ride home down the Putty road and maybe go around a corner or two.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSorry\u201d, he said. \u201cI\u2019m in Sydney tomorrow. We should have a beer.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>So the next day I rode back down the motorway for another 380 kilometres and had a beer with Boris at some old outlaw pub out west. I listened to music on my smartphone on the way, but those smooth roads weren\u2019t testing very much.<\/p>\n<p>I called Ben. \u201cLet\u2019s have a beer next Sunday\u201d, I said. \u201cI reckon if I leave at eight I\u2019ll be there by twelve thirty.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCome up\u201d, he said. \u201cI\u2019ll put a few in the freezer that morning.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The next Sunday I rode to Lithgow on the winding Bells Line of Road with my smartphone in the S920L Smart Clip. I took the Magpie Hollow Road out to Tarana because it was rough and bumpy, and cut back to the highway on the Diamond Swamp Road because it was rough and bumpy.<\/p>\n<p>It was rough and bumpy heading north of Bathurst to the Hill End Road too, and the last twenty kilometres before Ben\u2019s place are dirt that needs grading. The phone stayed in its holder. Ben had the beer out when I arrived. \u201cDid you see the MotoGP last week?\u201d I asked him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYeah\u201d, he said. \u201cHow about that crazy Zarko running into Marquez at three hundred kilometres an hour?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>We had a few beers and caught up on each other\u2019s news. I left about three thirty. The phone didn\u2019t fall out on the dirt again. I like rambling ballads, and the phone served me <em>The Sultans of Swing<\/em> and<em> Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts<\/em> back to back on the highway before Lithgow. I took it as a sign from the universe.<\/p>\n<p>The universe also made sure there was nothing in the way on the fun bits of the Bells Line of Road, so I exceeded the speed limit by a fair bit in parts, and touched my right footpeg on the ground a few times.<\/p>\n<p>I got home about nineteen hundred. The girls were making dinner. My wife was chopping onions. I could smell them from the front door.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI can\u2019t believe you\u2019re not crying when you do that\u201d, I said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe secret\u201d, she said, \u201cis not to form an emotional attachment to them.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Women. By God they\u2019re cold.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In which Al spends thirteen hundred kilometres seeing if the Givi S920L is a worthy custodian of his electronics<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":1405628,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[48],"tags":[221],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1405614"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/7"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1405614"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1405614\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1405755,"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1405614\/revisions\/1405755"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1405628"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1405614"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1405614"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bikeme.tv\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1405614"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}