THUNDERFUCK ’15: The Return of The Beast

Every now and then, you and some friends put together some crazy idea that eventually takes off and then spirals out of control. For us, Thunderfuck was that idea. So what the heck is THUNDERFUCK? Well, last year, before Lean Angle even existed, The BMoreMoto group we ride with arranged a little meet with our reddit counterparts, PhillyRiders and DCMoto to do a big group ride for the whole Mid-Atlantic region. After last year’s success with about 30 riders, we knew this would have to be an annual occasion.

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This year, Chris and Rob decided that we had to outdo our previous showing; more planning, more organization, and most importantly, MORE BIKES.  We notified the masses a month and a half in advance, and met up ahead of time with our Philly group-leading counterpart Derek to scout the meet-up spot and route for the group.  This is when he told us that Philly had a mission: to bring more bikes than the Baltimore crew. The game was on.

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After Action Report: Bikes, Bees, and Boats

The week back after a vacation is always the roughest. It’s no different here at Lean Angle. After a hectic week consisting of not only publishing our usual rider profiles, but also the launch of Lean Angle’s first shirt (which we are setting up a group buy on by the way), a wonderful weekend of two wheeled twisties is exactly what the doctor ordered.

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Rider Spotlight: Jon Ringeisen of Sick Lean

“Chase your dreams” something that is often said, but rarely actually done. So when we met Jon Ringeisen, a fellow rider, and racer in the CCS series who was doing just that, we quickly took interest. You see, Jon is living the moto-dream – thanks to hard work, a supportive wife, and a blooming line of bike apparel by the name of Sick Lean.

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Hunter S. Thompson: The Song of The Sausage Creature

Unfortunately, the Lean Angle crew is on vacation this week. And while normally our vacations would consist of switch-back turns, open straightaways and the distinct smell of leather and high-test gas, we are bike-free at the beach due to an archaic condo association who discriminates against motorcycles and trailers. So while we sit on the beach drinking Coronas and taking in the sun, we are forced to take in as much moto-literature as possible. This brings us to today’s post: an excerpt from everyone’s favorite gonzo journalist: Hunter S. Thompson. Believe it or not, Thompson was an avid biker, and when Cycle World commissioned him for a review of the Ducati 900SS back in ’95, he would pen one of the most memorable moto-stories of all time…

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Crashing Sucks! How To Handle An Unexpected Get-Off

“There are two types of riders, those who have been down, and those who are going down”. We’ve all heard the saying. And chances are, that you have been lectured by friends, family, or even complete strangers about how someone they know’s brother’s sister’s cousin was injured or killed on a bike. And as much as we all get annoyed with being lectured about how we shouldn’t do something we love because its dangerous, this phenomenon happens for a reason.

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Slab to the Flat Track: A Morning With CafeRacerXXX and Triumph America

We started the morning off at 9:30 sharp to head out and meet the rest of the group. Chris, Lean Angle‘s resident GSX-R guy, and Ben both decided to join on this one as well. We fueled up at the local Shell station, checked tire pressures, and grabbed a Red Bull before putting the kickstands up and heading North. On our way out of the city, we decided it was ample time for everyone else to be awake in our neighborhood as well, so we gave them a nice wake up alarm on our way to the highway. Our first stop would be Druid Hill Park to meet up with a few other riders and the ride’s organizers.

We arrived at the park and were greeted by Andrew from BMoreMoto, along with the folks from CafeRacerXXX and DCMotobabes. That certainly wasn’t our limit though as we also joined a slew of Triumphs, and a sprinkling o just about every other make on the road. We held an initial meeting before heading out going over hand signals and what our day would include. After the meeting, one group headed out to get fuel while the rest of us waited about 15 minutes before meeting them  and heading out to begin the official ride. Our trek was set to be “slab” the whole way. Interstate 83 to 695 and out 70 before a stop in Frederick for lunch.

Our stop  was at Fredericktown Yamaha where they welcomed us with open arms (and an open parking lot) and even bought us a whole bunch of pizza, soda, and water. They even let us poke around the shop for about an hour before DC the folks from  CafeRacerXXX let us know they would be starting a raffle for everyone who came on the ride and began picking names out of the hat. They had arranged so many donations from folks at VETMotorsports, Fredericktown Yamaha, 515 Moto, Lowside Magazine, DCMotobabes, and many more, that everyone walked away with some pretty sweet swag. .

We left Fredericktown Yamaha and kept West on 70 towards Hagerstown. The group actually got split in two at one point and Lean Angle actually ended up leading the ride out for a bit. We stopped on the highway just before our exit to wait for the rest of the group, as they had gotten split up from us at one of the lights in Frederick. Then we exited onto the surface streets which lead us to Hagerstown Speedway. We parked, got some eat pictures of the group, and looked around for a bit. Unfortunately, the races weren’t slated to begin for a few hours, and Chris and I had to head back home.

We decided on the ride home that we were sick of the highway and would need a more fun, yet still fast route. Being familiar with the already, we blasted down 70 before getting off in Frederick and taking 144 for a large portion of the ride until Mt. Airy. But not without a quick detour out rt. 75  and rt. 80 before coming back to 144 via Barthollows Rd. and Bill Moxley Rd. where I had to stop to pay respects to an old friend. From Mt.Airy, we took rt. 40 to river rd before crossing over 32 to get back to 144. We jumped onto the beltway before ending our day with some grilling ad swimming at the High-roller Hideout. By the time we finished, our day was between 150 and 200 miles, but who’s counting? The real measure of a good morning is the time spent with friends and taking in the experience.

Until next time friends, keep it shiny side up. And remember, when life throws you a curve, lean into it.