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Gear Review: 55 Collection Hard Jacket

Product: 55 Collection Hard Jacket Made in: Barcelona Cost: €480 (US $510) Website:www.55collection.com
It’s likely you’ve never heard of 55 Collection; the Barcelona-based leather goods company is relatively small and has only been on the scene for a few years. So, allow me to introduce you to a company that’s making some of the best-looking and unique motorcycle jackets out there at the moment.

Adopting the “non serviam” nonconformist attitude that seems to run through a lot of Spain’s motorcycling culture (check out the crazy/beautiful custom works of El Solitario MC, for example), 55 Collection’s jackets may split opinion because of the company’s willingness to make jackets that are fashionable – that is to say, jackets that have a strong fashion element. The old dudes will decry hipsterism or some such thing. And indeed, I’ll admit that when company founder Aitor Gonzalez offered me a chance to try out one of his jackets I naturally defaulted to the most conservative of his offeri…

Gravity always wins


The other day, I read an interesting article by a motorcyclist going only by the name of Lobo, who wrote: "Motorcycles should pass the 'kick test.' You give them a kick and make them hit the ground. If you have no remorse and the bike is not broken, this is a good bike to travel to Morocco on."

I find that endearing, and it occurs to me that the kick test is a valid measure of a bike's worthiness even if you have no plans on riding to Morocco. Particularly if you're a new rider trying to decide upon your first bike.

Unfortunately — perhaps cruelly — I feel that's a mindset most people won't develop until after they've built up a few years of experience. I include myself among "most people." It was only recently I finally crossed the threshold.

The first time I dropped a bike was also the first time I took my wife out on a ride. At that point I had held my UK license for less than a month and was still getting used to the unusually top-heavy nature of the Honda CBF600SA I rode.

If you're new to this blog, you may not have heard of the CBF600SA. Effectively, it was a Hornet with its personality removed. I had chosen it because of familiarity, having used the same model in training for my license.

On one particular day of training, the instructor had taken myself and another rider to a parking lot to practice U turns, cones, and emergency stops. Every other time my fellow student attempted a U-turn she dropped the bike on top of herself, needing the instructor and me to help get her free. In one of these instances, as I was helping her to her feet, I allowed my internal dialogue to become my external dialogue and said aloud: "Man, maybe motorcycling isn't your thing."


It was at that exact point karma starting plotting my comeuppance.

So, there I was, about a month later, trying to show my wife how sexy I am by awkwardly ferrying her to the beach on history's most boring motorcycle. It was a beautiful day, and I decided to stop at a pub with outdoor seating for roughly 100 people. You can see where this is going, can't you?

The pub's beer garden was full. The only place I could find to park was right in front, on a potholed spit of gravel and uneven ground. I stumbled into the space, cut the engine, and, as my wife stepped off the bike, lost my footing.

I fought valiantly, but ultimately the 490-lb. bike came to a rest on its side with an unpleasant crunching sound. A sound immediately usurped by an ironic cheer from the drunken rugby team sitting 10 feet away.

My soul burned. I felt I was going blind from embarrassment. But the universe wasn't done with me. Out of nowhere, the world's loudest Australian appeared, dressed head to toe in Harley-Davidson gear. "LOOKS LIKE YOU DROPPED YER BIKE, MATE," he chortled. "YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT A FELLA WHO DROPS HIS BIKE: HE'S A TW*T! HAHAHA!"

After muscling the bike up, I went to sit in a corner, refusing to even look up for half an hour. I would end up dropping that Honda again a few months later, in the rain, with no one looking, but the sting of embarrassment was no less acute.

I damaged my grip and snapped a brake lever when I dropped my Honda a second time.

There were a few incident-free years, then I got my Suzuki V-Strom 1000 and dropped it within a month of ownership — sort of. A brick wall "caught" the bike for me, but put a deep scratch on its much-ridiculed beak.

My initial response was one that has since become standard: shouting every combination of obscene words I know. (I'm still not at the point where I can drop a bike and think: "Ha-ha, silly me.") But within the hour, I was feeling dumb for having been so upset.

A motorcycle is a thing, after all — a jumble of metal and plastic and rubber. It is a thing you're supposed to use. And it is the nature of things that get used that they will endure scrapes and bumps in the process. My wife unwittingly helped me come to this realization by attempting to sympathize.

"It's OK to be upset," she said. "That bike is your baby, your precious thing."

Well, yeah, it is. But that's not something I want said out loud. So, I sucked it up and remembered the sage advice of 90s alterno-hippie band Poi Dog Pondering: "You should wear with pride the scars on your skin / To remember the adventures and the places you've been."

In my guise as a moto-journalist though, I've learned that accepting the reality of dropped bikes is so much easier when the bike you're dropping is someone else's. For example, when I dumped the Honda Africa Twin in some mud recently, I offered my usual screed of foul language to the heavens, but ceased caring almost immediately afterward. It's a bike. Bikes will drop. C'est la vie de la moto


But all of this does raise one question for me: Since tumbling to the ground is such an incredibly likely event for a motorcycle, why aren't more of them equipped to do so? We're expected to purchase all kinds of aftermarket bits and bobs — engine bars, frame sliders, etc. — but why don't these things come standard? Why aren't more bikes equipped with features like the tip-over protection on a Victory Vision? 

I accidentally tested that feature at a gas station in Switzerland a few months ago and as a result, my opinion of Victory shot up.

I realize not every bike can have awkward wings or engine bars, but it's interesting to me that more of them don't. Especially amongst classes of bikes targeted at new and returning riders. Those things should be far more durable.

Or maybe this doesn't really happen much to anyone else. Maybe that loud Australian guy was right about me. What's your experience?

(Originally published on RideApart)

Comments

  1. As an Australian myself I can only apologize for my countryman's behaviour (cringe). At least you could pick yours up, I'd like to see him try to lift his up when he drops it, assuming he actually owns a Harley. And drop it he will! Everyone has done it at least once. Mine fell over 3 times in 3 months a couple of years ago, much to my mates' wonderment, and with lots of ribbing to this day.

    Regards
    Ian,
    Brisbane, Australia

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  2. Dropped my CBR600RR twice in 13 years, both tines cost me around 500 quid. Dropped my XR250L many times and it lay there saying 'come on then, do it again'

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