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How-To: The Poor Man’s Motorcycle Footpeg
Have you ever had one of your motorcycle footpegs mysteriously disappear, even though the cotter pin is still in place? Probably not. But, in case it ever happens to you too, here’s how to replace it on the cheap without waiting for your local bike garage to order the right part from their supplier:
1. Look at one of your remaining footpegs to figure out the right diameter and length;
2. Find or buy a section of metal pipe that matches closely enough;
3. Cut the pipe to the correct length. If it needs to fold back against the bike, remember to cut at the same angle as the footpeg on the other side;
4. Drill a hole through both sides of the pipe, just big enough to fit the cotter pin;
5. Wrap part of an old bicycle inner tube around the pipe, and secure with some wire and electrical tape;
6. Attach to motorbike and hit the road.
A July Visit to Vancouver and Bowen Island
During my two week stay in BC, I did stuff and things and so forth, etc. These activities included…
Giving my brother Matt tips as he learned how to ride a motorcycle:
Going to Tuesday night karaoke at J-Lounge with Denise and Dan, who were awesome on stage:
Watching Toy Story 3 and seeing Kevin James, of the movie Grown Ups, in the theatre:
A long sunset walk around part of the seawall and Yaletown with my friend Amanda:
Attending the Canada Cup of Beer with Stash (not in this pic), Dan, and Lyndsay. Got to catch up with Colin and Rick, the organisers, as well. Rick is on the left of the truck:
Eating pho at KPXL twice, the second time being a post-glup dich noodle celebration with many amazing people:
And cycling with my brother Dan to Bowen Island for a bit over a day by the sea, which deserves more than one photo. Arriving at Horseshoe Bay for the ferry, sweaty and tired from far too many hillclimbs:
The ferry ride to Bowen Island:
When we arrived on Bowen, the tide was the lowest I can remember ever seeing:
My brother Matt took the windsurfer out a few times, and had not fallen until I pulled my camera out, assuming he’d fall. It took less than 30 seconds for my prediction to come true:
The three of us decided to get ice cream in Snug Cove, so we had a ‘race’ to get there. Matt took the windsurfer to Sandy Beach while Dan took the canoe and I rowed Jaro, the half-century-old fibreglass rowboat, across Deep Bay and into the cove. I would have beat Dan by a long shot if I hadn’t stopped to wait for him for this photo op, but I still barely beat him. Matt was still out on the water when we walked over to Sandy Beach to find him, and he had to paddle to shore for lack of wind.
There were quite a few deer on the property this time. In fact, at one point I counted seven (!) of them altogether in the front and back yards – three adults and four fawns.
The ferry heading back to Vancouver, with UBC behind it:
Deep Bay:
A good place from which to stare at the ocean:
I found this creepy crawlie, a steatoda borealis, on my bedroom floor in the cabin I stayed in:
One of the fawns that were running around the property on Sunday:
Dan and I spent at least an hour in the forest picking berries to give a friend of mine back in Vancouver. We got a whole bunch of huckleberries, salal berries (which is what he’s picking in this pic), and plums – delicious things you’ll probably never see on a grocery store shelf (the plums in question are not the kind you see in stores).
One of the deer in the backyard as seen from inside our kitchen:
On the ferry ride back to Horseshoe Bay in West Vancouver, the haze was nearly non-existent so the green trees of the mainland coast actually looked green!
The cycle from Horseshoe Bay back to Vancouver was much easier than the opposite direction the day before. Dan insists it was the evening tailwind, while I believe it was a combination of me not having any luggage on my bike and having a small coffee on the ferry ride. The lighting was amazing as we cycled along the scenic Marine Drive, through Park Royal, and on toward Lion’s Gate Bridge.
Views from Lion’s Gate Bridge:
Dan and I parted ways at Denman and Robson, where for about 3 minutes (Dan timed it roughly) the underside of these clouds lit up like fire:
On the 13th, Dan and I spent some time at Kerrisdale Cameras testing out extension tubes on my camera for macro photography. This is part of my finger:
On the evening of July 13th I caught a McDonnell Douglas MD-11 owned by KLM from Vancouver to Amsterdam en route back to DR Congo.
Posted in Canada, North America, Travel
Also tagged 1979 Honda CM400T, Bowen Island, Canada Cup of Beer, Creature photography, Macro photography, Pho, Sunsets, Vancouver
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Cement, motorcycles, and food
I was back in Vancouver from August 18-29. During a walk with a friend, we crossed the Granville Street Bridge and saw this cement plant filling up trucks and sending them off:
Despite the time crunch, I finally took motorcycle lessons in my last week in Vancouver. I went to ProRide, which is based at Capilano University in North Vancouver. The instructors, the material, and the practical lessons were really terrific! I learned a lot, and their method of teaching really made it easy to absorb the important information and techniques. We were given tonnes of feedback, constructive criticism, and encouragement throughout the course.
I finished the ProRide motorcycle training on August 25th, took a mock road test on August 26th with a ProRide instructor, and passed the government road exam on August 28th with no demerits.
On August 27th, I went with Josephine to Our Community Bikes, the shop where I built my touring bicycle in June for my long trips in Eastern Canada. Dan had picked up a free old bike frame which was really nice but in rough shape, so Jos and I spent a few hours at Our Community Bikes taking it apart, cleaning it all out, and getting it to work. This is what the bottom bracket looked like when we removed the cranks:
On the 28th, after passing my motorcycle road test in Burnaby, I went out to UBC for dinner. Lyndsay had invited me to join her flatmates for an amazing homemade meal. I helped a tiny bit with the garlic bread, but mostly just ‘supervised’ as the girls did an amazing job preparing all sorts of deliciousness. Lyndsay’s terrific garlic bread:
Lyndsay’s flatmates also made delectable edibles, like Laurelle’s crazy creation which made for a delicious dessert:
The next day, August 29th, I was airborne once again, en route to London, England for a 6 month humanitarian logistics internship at the head office of Medical Emergency Relief International (Merlin).
Umphang again! With the biggest waterfalls in Thailand
A week after my first trip to Umphang, I went down there again. My Spanish friend Carmen wanted to go, and we hoped we could find a way to get to the waterfalls this time, the ones for which Hans and I had refused to pay $15.
Just over halfway to Umphang, on the side of the highway, is Umpiem Mai refugee camp, with a population of around 15,000 refugees from Burma. On the other side of the border near here is where a lot of the recent fighting between SPDC, DKBA, and KNLA forces has been.
Carmen and I tried to visit the camp but smiles weren’t enough to get us in. Still, we could take photos from the road!
The refugees are not allowed out of the camp by the Thai government, but they can walk out onto the highway without a problem. There’s a checkpoint to stop them from going up to Mae Sot, though they could walk a very long walk to Umphang if they had a good reason.
We met a couple of young boys walking past as we took photos of the camp, so we let them use our cameras for a bit to teach them how, and they were really happy at the chance. They’d never held a camera before, and you could see in their facial expressions how proud they were to be trusted with something like a camera. Here’s a shot of one boy, taken by another boy:
We made it safely to Umphang and I called my friend Praew, who works there (but was out of town the previous week), and she invited us to a late office Christmas party that evening, which was really fun as we got to meet a number of aid workers from different organisations and countries, mostly locals of course, and there were games (such as the balloon stomping game from a previous post) and LOTS of amazing food.
The next morning, we got up early, barely managed to start up our bikes in the freezing cold (yes, it gets cold in Thailand – it was below 5 degrees Celsius and humid), and off we went to the Thi Lo Su waterfalls. The ride was painfully cold for my hands, and there was a tremendous fog on the road so we couldn’t go full speed, but the road was familiar so it was no problem to get there.
We arrived at about 830am and the gate man wouldn’t let us take our motorbikes in, same as last week. So we went to the ticket lady and she said a truck would come by eventually and we could figure out a price. Only a few minutes later, a guy with a pickup truck full of Thai tourists showed up, and after a lot of haggling we managed to convince him to let us ride in the back of his truck (the Thai tourists were comfortably seated inside) for 50 Baht each (CAD $1.50). Nice!
Riding along the bumpy 25km road in the forest (which we eeeeasily could have done on motorbike, but it was nice to let someone else drive for once)
The falls were really nice; we had to walk a while to get to them, and they were quite picturesque. Mostly we just sat in the sunshine in front of the falls warming up, relaxing after the 25km bumpy ride sitting on the hard bed of the pickup truck.
We both had to be back in Mae Sot the next day, so after the waterfalls we had a quick bite to eat and we were off on the highway back to Mae Sot. Here’s Carmen on her shiny red bike on one of the high mountain sections of highway:
All-in-all, a successful trip #2 to Umphang!
Posted in Asia, Thailand, Travel
Also tagged Refugees, Thi Lo Su waterfalls, Umphang, Umpiem Mai
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