Archive for May, 2009

Myrtle Beach Bike Week – 2009

Sunday, May 10th, 2009

A group of us rode down to Myrtle Beach Bike Week again this year.  The trip was slightly shortened due to Mother’s Day on Sunday.  Here is a shot of us as we prepared to ride home.  We are from left to right: Bart, Todd, Ted Cahall (me), Dave, Jeff, and Pradeep.

Myrtle Beach Bike Week 2009

Todd, Dave and Jeff rode down on Thursday morning.  Due to my recent trip out to the USS Truman (plus the rain forecast), I decided to delay a day.   Pradeep followed suit and rode down with me on Friday morning as well.  Bart met us there by car due to work obligations.

The trip down was beautiful.  No rain and no traffic delays.  Pradeep did end up duct-taping his saddle bag to his bike when the bolt fell off – but that was worth a laugh and on we went.  We only stopped three times on the way down from DC: once in VA at the 295 Richmond bypass, once about 20 miles north of Wilson, NC, and once just outside Dillon SC.  It was pretty interesting as Pradeep was on a Ducati Monster riding in a cafe position most of the way.  He did not complain at all and was ready to ride around Myrtle Beach when we arrived.

We headed out in a cab to the night spots to see all of the bikes and general entertainment (mostly provided by other people that rode down as well).  A good time was had by all and we called it a night to prepare for the ride back on Saturday morning.

We headed out about 10:30AM on Saturday morning on what looked to be a great weather day.  I think a few people (Dave and Jeff) even commented that it was the best weather ever for the trip back.  About 10 miles north of the 295 bypass by Richmond it started to rain lightly.  We all pulled off the road under a bridge overpass.  My helmet was covered in rain as was my fairing.  Unfortunately I could not see that I had pulled up to the very far side of the shoulder’s pavement.  There was a 8 inch drop off and when I went to put my right foot down…  Darn – I need longer legs.  I gently rested the bike on the guard rail until I could straighten it out.  Somewhat embarrassing – but at least there was only a minor paint rub in a very small section of the fairing.  It could have been a lot worse.

The fun was not over yet though.  As we debated if we needed to don our rain gear or simply wait for the storm to pass over, it started to hail.  That was somewhat odd – but since we were under the bridge, we delayed putting on the rain gear.  Then it seemed like a small tornado went through.  The winds kicked up to about 50 MPH and the rain began hitting us sideways.  Being under the bridge had no effect anymore and we all got seriously drenched.  I have never seen such a quick and furious downpour.  The sideways rain abated after about five minutes and we all looked at each other like the bunch of knuckleheads we knew we were.  Had we put on the rain gear we would have been fine…

Fearing another deluge, we decided to don the rain gear and when the rain lightened to almost a stop, we proceeded on.  Within a few miles the streets were completely dry.  Too bad we were wearing soaked blue jeans under a rubber suit in what was now hot, humid weather.  Now that makes a fun ride!

It was getting somewhat late, so we we stopped at Mickey D’s for the second time of the day (yes – this was a real “man” trip) and changed back out of the rubber rain gear in hopes of drying off on the remainder of the trip.

We split off somewhere south of 495 so Dave, Todd, and Jeff could take the back roads home.  I road with Pradeep up 495 over to 267 and split off from him at the Reston exit.  It threatened rain a few more times but we did make it back without another shower.  Another safe trip down to South Carolina and back.  The photo below is the other shot we have of the group.  Photos from the 2008 trip are on Webshots.
2009 Myrtle Beach Bike Week

Ted Cahall

Ted Cahall visits USS Truman – Part 1

Thursday, May 7th, 2009

What an incredible adventure. First I need to thank Michael at AOL for arranging this for me through his connections as an Annapolis grad. Secondly I need to thank the US Navy and Admiral Mark Fox for running a program to show civilians the inner workings of the largest moving object on earth – an aircraft carrier. In this case, the USS Harry S. Truman.

I have always been proud to be a citizen of the United States of America – but seeing the energy, passion, and talent aboard the USS Truman was a moving experience.  Fellow Americans, we are all in very good hands.  I was allowed to take photos while on board and have all of them up on Webshots.com.  All of the photos in this blog post were taken with my camera (so it is my fault if they are blurry or underexposed, etc).

This experience will be covered in three parts since I am off to Myrtle Beach and will not be able to fit it all into one blog.  This first part will cover the arrangements through landing on the Truman.  The second installment will cover all of the areas we toured on the Truman including the plane launch and landings and the last segment will cover my departure back home to US soil.

I was fortunate enough to be asked to participate in this program by the Navy through one of my co-workers that is an Annapolis grad.  After filling out forms and registering for the hotel, I eagerly awaited the adventure.  I was not quite sure of the details (confidential Navy info) – but knew I was being flown onto an aircraft carrier somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean on May 5th.  A day or two prior I was told it was the USS Truman and that the meeting time would be 6:15AM. On the evening of May 4th I drove down to Norfolk, VA (in a torrential downpour) and spent the night in the Hampton Inn.  At 6:15AM I met the Navy team and was whisked off to orientation.  We were informed that we would be flying out to the USS Truman via a C-2A “Greyhound” transport plane.
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This was not quite as exciting as flying in on an F/A-18E/F Super Hornet – but this is as good as it gets.  Most of the 5,000 personnel on this ship never get to take off or land on it.  They simply walk on and off when it is in port.

After some briefing and selection of life vests, hearing protection, and crash helmets (see – all things that are fun do require helmets), we were ready to board the plane.  The interesting thing is that we were seated backwards.  The best reason I heard for this is to protect you during the “arrested landing”.  This is a wonderful invention where the plane’s tailhook catches one of the arresting cables and slows from 150 mph to a complete stop in less than three seconds.
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As I was being strapped into my 4 point harness (see self shot photo above), it dawned on me that I was going to leave the ship facing backwards as well – on a catapult!  At this point I was beginning to wonder if I was really going to enjoy this trip…   It was sort of late to be having second thoughts, so I said my prayers (funny how prayers often come at times of loss of total control of a situation) and off the plane went on a normal take off.

There was only one window on each side of the plane and it was not near enough to my seat for me to see anything.  After about an hour of being strapped in upright with my uncomfortable headphones and helmet on, I could tell we were slowing down and circling.  The guys near the window seemed to perk up a bit.  I assumed we were near the boat (no rocket science necessary for that call).

After a while we straightened out and began a slow descent.  At one point one of the crew members in front of us got on the loudspeaker and let us know we were within 10 seconds.  Since we were facing backwards, I straightened my back and prepared to get embedded into my seat.  Within a few seconds we pounded down onto the deck of the carrier and caught the arresting cable.  It was an incredible force that seemed to get stronger as we pulled the cable to maximum tension.  In about three seconds (it felt like 5) we were stopped.  I felt like my lung collapsed!

I realized I had lived through it, hypochondria and all, and was likely to be able to blog about it in a day or two.  After they unhooked the cable and taxied the plane over to the side, they opened the doors and we took off our harnesses.  We all stood up like we did this every day.  Yes we were strong proud Americans.  The petite woman from Minnesota said that is was like a roller coaster and wanted to do it again!  So I decided to keep my collapsed lung story all to myself.  Ahem…

We left the plane and walked onto the deck of the USS Truman.  We were in the Atlantic Ocean over 100 miles off the east coast of the US.  All we could see were jets,  water – and no railings…  One of the airmen related a story of a worker being blown overboard when a jet revved its engines not knowing the man was behind it.  I was feeling better already.  What collapsed lung?  Now I was now certain I was going to drown and be eaten by a shark or whale…  Don’t worry, they fished the guy out and he was as good as new.  Probably also from Minnesota.
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I began to look around. What an incredible site.  Dozens of US Navy jets waiting to launch.  The Ocean is so blue that far out (I have clearly never been on a cruise liner).

We were whisked inside for our first meeting with the Admiral and the ship’s captain.  I was not sure of all the titles below Admiral, so it took me a while to figure out who reported to whom.  Everyone was cordial and professional and our tour guide, Dave, was a rock-star (actually he was a “Shooter” as you can see by his shirt).P5060161

All kidding aside, landing on an aircraft carrier is an incredible engineering accomplishment.  I am in awe of how these consummate professionals and masters of their craft made such an intricate and critical operation look totally routine.  Safety is the single most important thing on everyone’s mind: for the crew, the pilots, and everyone on the carrier.  I am sure they were just teasing me about the guy being blown overboard and later fished out.

I was ready for lunch – but we had dozens of ladders to climb up and down before I was allowed to feed the beast.  One thing to know about a carrier – they are full of ladders – not stairs.  These sailors are in great shape!

More to come on the ship tours in the next segment and the catapult in the final installment.

Ted Cahall

Flying out to the USS Truman in the Atlantic Ocean

Monday, May 4th, 2009

Tonight after work I will drive down to Norfolk, VA. In the morning I head over to the Norfolk Naval Station on Hampton Blvd.

Some time on Tuesday, I will fly out to the USS Truman. This is an incredible opportunity to see how one of the largest moving objects on the planet (an aircraft carrier) operates.

I will not be able to drive with the SCCA this weekend since I do not have a National license yet.  That should be OK since I will just be getting back from Myrtle Beach Bike Week and can use a day off.

Hopefully I will have pictures of my excursion to the USS Truman later this week.  (Update: photos are now here).

Ted Cahall