This one went into my edu-blog too, but it's as much about motorbiking as it is about learning...
An editorial piece I read in Bike Magazine a while back has stayed with me. In it the author (a veteran motorcycle trainer) was describing how a rider's emotional response to high stress situations limits their ability to learn from them. It struck me because I still catch myself falling into both of the archetypal mind traps he describes. I now struggle to get beyond them and adopt the clinical approach of a master learner that he suggests.
In a high-stakes, emotional environment like riding you can't be trowing tantrums or assigning blame (though many do), you need to be calm and aware in order to both assess a situation as its happening and accurately recall and learn from it later. Emotion is a natural response to high stress situations but it often gets in the way of attaining mastery.
The author of the piece (I'm still looking for it but I think I lent the magazine out) suggests that people fall into archetypal behaviors when they are stressed and emotional. These behaviours prevent you from making coherent decisions in the moment as well as preventing progress by hiding memory details behind ego and emotion. The two archetypes we fall back into are child and parent. Since we're all familiar with these roles it only makes sense that we'd revert to them when we are under pressure.
The child throws tantrums and reacts selfishly, aggressively and emotionally. People falling into this mind-set shout and cry at the circumstances and focus on blaming others. The child is emotional and blind to just about everything around them except the perceived slight. This approach tends to be dangerously over-reactive. Have you ever seen a student blow up in an asymmetrical way over a minor issue? They have fallen into the child archetype emotional trap.
The parent mind-set seems like an improvement but it is just as effective at blocking learning. The parent shakes their head disapprovingly and focuses on passing judgement. You'll see someone in this mind-set tutting and rolling their eyes at people. The parent is focused on passing judgement loudly and publicly. You can probably see how easy it is for teachers to fall into this one.
The child is selfish, emotional and immediate. The parent wraps themselves in a false sense of superiority that makes the user feel empowered when they might otherwise feel helpless. Both archetypes attempt to mitigate frustration and ineffectiveness behind emotion and ego.
I've seen students stressed out by exams or other high-stakes learning situations fall into these traps but it took that motorbike instructor to clarify how students can lose their ability to internalize learning by falling into these archetypes. He describes riders who shout and yell at someone cutting them off. They are responding to their own poor judgement and lack of attention with the emotional outburst. Suddenly finding themselves in danger, they lash out emotionally in order to cover up their own inadequacies.
The parent adopts that judgmental stance. Last summer I had a senior student who rides a motorcycle get involved in an accident. He had bad road rash and was bruised all over. He went with the parent approach. The woman who hit him was panicked and frightened because she hadn't seen him. Her own mother had been hurt in a similar motorcycle accident and she felt a lot of guilt over being the cause of this one. The student said 'she came out of no-where'. I said, 'that's odd, cars weight thousands of pounds. I've never seen one appear out of nowhere before.' Rather than review his own actions and perhaps learn to develop better 360° awareness, the student was happy to piggy-back on the driver's emotional response and pass judgement. He never felt any responsibility for that accident and still believes that cars can come out of nowhere.
I enjoy riding because it is a difficult, dangerous craft that it is very important to do well. In pressurized learning situations you need an alert, open mind. I've never once seen this the focus of consideration in school (except perhaps in extracurricular sports). What we do instead is try and remove any pressure and cater to emotionality rather than teaching students to master it.
Other Links:
Comparing Teacher PD to Motorcycle Training
Training Fear and Ignorance out of Bikecraft
Archetypal Pedagogy
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Sunday, 29 December 2013
High School Motorcycle Club
I'm thinking about starting a motorcycle club at the high school I work at. This should be an interesting as it will highlight the general fear around motorbiking. Our school runs downhill ski racing, mountain biking, rugby, and ice hockey teams, but I suspect that motorcycling may be an uphill struggle to establish as a club.
A number of our teachers and students ride. We even have a student who is a competitive motorcross rider. I bumped into a graduate last year when I was writing my motorcycling learner's test, she was taking the motorcycling technician course at Conestoga College in Guelph. There is expertise, interest and activity around motorcycling in our school and our community, I only hope that the panicky liability-thinking that dictates a lot of decision making in schools calms down and takes a rational look at this. Offering students access to the experience and opportunity a club provides would lead to a safer and more well rounded introduction to motorcycling. From that point of view, every high school should have a club!
We could pull off field trips to motorcycle shows (along with the auto-tech department) and offer training opportunities both off road and on road. We have several local motorcycle retailers nearby who we could work with doing seminars or information sessions on various bikes and gear. The club would let the more experienced staff and students express their skill while offering the bike-curious a more thorough introduction to motorcycling.
I'm going to pitch this when I get back and see what the response is, I'm hoping reason trumps fear.
A number of our teachers and students ride. We even have a student who is a competitive motorcross rider. I bumped into a graduate last year when I was writing my motorcycling learner's test, she was taking the motorcycling technician course at Conestoga College in Guelph. There is expertise, interest and activity around motorcycling in our school and our community, I only hope that the panicky liability-thinking that dictates a lot of decision making in schools calms down and takes a rational look at this. Offering students access to the experience and opportunity a club provides would lead to a safer and more well rounded introduction to motorcycling. From that point of view, every high school should have a club!
We could pull off field trips to motorcycle shows (along with the auto-tech department) and offer training opportunities both off road and on road. We have several local motorcycle retailers nearby who we could work with doing seminars or information sessions on various bikes and gear. The club would let the more experienced staff and students express their skill while offering the bike-curious a more thorough introduction to motorcycling.
I'm going to pitch this when I get back and see what the response is, I'm hoping reason trumps fear.
Saturday, 21 December 2013
Moments From My First Season On Two Wheels
From a new (to me) Ninja with 8100 miles to 11,410 miles by the end of my first season, April to October, 3,310 miles, ... 5296kms.
The first time I looked at that map I wondered why I didn't go further afield, but I did make some longer sorties. Next year I'll make a point of doing some overnight riding trips
Here are some moments from my first year in the saddle:
The first time I changed gears without consciously thinking about it was probably about a month into riding. I then immediately became aware of the fact that I'd just changed gears without thinking it all through and had to focus on the road again before I rode off it.
In that first month I kept pushing further away from home. The first time I went on our local (rural) highway I had a lot on my mind. I found a left hand turn and got myself into the turning lane. In a gap in traffic I began to make the turn and gave it (way) too much throttle, my first wheelie while turning left on my first ride on a highway! I leaned into the bike and got the front wheel down in time to make the corner. The kid in the Cavalier waiting to pull on to the highway got all excited by my wheelie and did a huge burnout onto the highway. I had to laugh, I'd scared the shit out of myself and he thought I was showing off.
First time I was on a major (ie: limited access) highway, I'm riding up toward Waterloo through Kitchener and the new slab of tarmac I'm on begins to taper out. It's the kind of thing you wouldn't think twice about in a car, but I couldn't cut across this. The new pavement began to peter out and I ended up slipping three inches down onto the old pavement, sideways, doing about 90km/hr. The clench factor was high, it felt like the bike just fell out from under me. That was the first time I really realized how little is around me on a bike, and the first time I had trouble understanding what it was doing under me.
Early on I was out on local back roads getting used to the Ninja. I pulled up to a light and a red Ferrari 348 pulled up next to me with a very smug looking boomer at the wheel. He started blipping the throttle. I'd never really even gone into the top half of the rev range on the Ninja, I only knew what it might be capable of from stories online. The light changed and I twisted the throttle harder than I ever had before (which probably meant about 75% rather than 50%). I didn't know where the Ferrari was but it wasn't next to me. The Ninja is quick in the lower part of its rev range, more than able to stay ahead of the traffic around it. In the upper half of its rev range something entirely different happens... it lunges. I made a clean shift into second even while registering astonishment at what my little 649cc parallel twin could do when that second cam came on. Second gear lasted for about a second before I had to do it again for third. I eased off and sat up to look over my shoulder, the Ferrari was many car lengths back. My little thirty five hundred dollar mid-sized Ninja could eat Ferraris for breakfast. I've owned some fast cars in my time, this thing was something else entirely.
On the long ride back from Bobcaygeon I was within half an hour of home when I was trundling along behind a greige (grey/beige - featureless and soulless) mini-van at 75km/hr. By this point I'm getting comfortable on the bike and have a sense of how it can pass and brake (astonishingly well!). In my helmet I suddenly ask myself, "why are you following this clown? If you had bought a Lamborghini would you be driving along in the row behind this P.O.S.?" I passed the mini-van on the next broken line (easily) and, in that moment, adjusted my riding style to suit the vehicle I'm on. Everything is still by the book (indicators, shoulder checks, passing on broken lines), but I don't wait for BDCs to begin paying attention to what they are doing, I just put them behind me.
Speaking of which, I'm riding in Guelph in the summer on the Hanlon highway and the old guy in a Toyota appliance (it was even the same colour as a fridge) pulls right into where I was, no indicator, no shoulder check... at least he wasn't on a phone. I had the radar on and could see what he was going to do before he did it. Being on a bike I was able to brake and swing over onto the curb in order to avoid getting mashed; my first experience of being invisible on a bike. I had to look down to find the horn, I'd never used it before. He studiously ignored me. What is it about people in cars not feeling responsible for what they are doing?
The commute to Milton and back was a big part of my first season. It began after I got back from my longest trip to Bobcaygeon over the Canada Day weekend. I quickly had to get rain gear sorted out after deciding to take the bike every day rain or shine. In those three weeks I rode 400 series highways, big city streets and miles of country road. Temperatures ranged from 8 degree fog to 36 degree sun beating down.
One morning I left torrential rain and rode the whole way through fog, rain and spray. Another day coming home the sky in front of me turned green and purple, real end of the world stuff. I stopped and got the rain gear on and rode into what felt like a solid curtain of water only thirty seconds later. As the wind came up and the rain went sideways I remember thinking, "OK, if you see a funnel cloud just hang on to the bike, you're heavier with it than without." The bike's narrow tires cut down to the pavement even as the wind was trying to send me into the trees. I eventually rode out of that darkness and decided that if a bike can track through that it can handle any rain. The commute also contained the first time I didn't think twice about riding through a busy city. Riding day in and day out on the bike gets you comfortable with it quickly.
My first tentative steps onto the 401 (staying in the inside lane for the whole 13kms) quickly turned into opening up the bike and syncing with traffic in the left hand lane. I think a lot of that had to do with coming to trust what the bike can do, and what it can do is quite astonishing.
My last big fall ride before the end of the season had me doing one of my biggest rides down some of the best roads within a hundred kilometres of where I live. The bike was humming, it was cold until the sun came out, then it was perfect. A last perfect ride before the snow fell.
It was a great first season, and I got some miles in and really enjoyed the bike. I'm now torn whether to get rid of it an get something else, or stick with it for another season. Either way, first time we see the sun and some clear pavement again I'll be out.
2013: Out and about on 2 wheels! |
Here are some moments from my first year in the saddle:
The first time I changed gears without consciously thinking about it was probably about a month into riding. I then immediately became aware of the fact that I'd just changed gears without thinking it all through and had to focus on the road again before I rode off it.
In that first month I kept pushing further away from home. The first time I went on our local (rural) highway I had a lot on my mind. I found a left hand turn and got myself into the turning lane. In a gap in traffic I began to make the turn and gave it (way) too much throttle, my first wheelie while turning left on my first ride on a highway! I leaned into the bike and got the front wheel down in time to make the corner. The kid in the Cavalier waiting to pull on to the highway got all excited by my wheelie and did a huge burnout onto the highway. I had to laugh, I'd scared the shit out of myself and he thought I was showing off.
First time I was on a major (ie: limited access) highway, I'm riding up toward Waterloo through Kitchener and the new slab of tarmac I'm on begins to taper out. It's the kind of thing you wouldn't think twice about in a car, but I couldn't cut across this. The new pavement began to peter out and I ended up slipping three inches down onto the old pavement, sideways, doing about 90km/hr. The clench factor was high, it felt like the bike just fell out from under me. That was the first time I really realized how little is around me on a bike, and the first time I had trouble understanding what it was doing under me.
The lightning is to remind 348 drivers that it's fast... for a car |
On the long ride back from Bobcaygeon I was within half an hour of home when I was trundling along behind a greige (grey/beige - featureless and soulless) mini-van at 75km/hr. By this point I'm getting comfortable on the bike and have a sense of how it can pass and brake (astonishingly well!). In my helmet I suddenly ask myself, "why are you following this clown? If you had bought a Lamborghini would you be driving along in the row behind this P.O.S.?" I passed the mini-van on the next broken line (easily) and, in that moment, adjusted my riding style to suit the vehicle I'm on. Everything is still by the book (indicators, shoulder checks, passing on broken lines), but I don't wait for BDCs to begin paying attention to what they are doing, I just put them behind me.
Speaking of which, I'm riding in Guelph in the summer on the Hanlon highway and the old guy in a Toyota appliance (it was even the same colour as a fridge) pulls right into where I was, no indicator, no shoulder check... at least he wasn't on a phone. I had the radar on and could see what he was going to do before he did it. Being on a bike I was able to brake and swing over onto the curb in order to avoid getting mashed; my first experience of being invisible on a bike. I had to look down to find the horn, I'd never used it before. He studiously ignored me. What is it about people in cars not feeling responsible for what they are doing?
The commute to Milton and back was a big part of my first season. It began after I got back from my longest trip to Bobcaygeon over the Canada Day weekend. I quickly had to get rain gear sorted out after deciding to take the bike every day rain or shine. In those three weeks I rode 400 series highways, big city streets and miles of country road. Temperatures ranged from 8 degree fog to 36 degree sun beating down.
One morning I left torrential rain and rode the whole way through fog, rain and spray. Another day coming home the sky in front of me turned green and purple, real end of the world stuff. I stopped and got the rain gear on and rode into what felt like a solid curtain of water only thirty seconds later. As the wind came up and the rain went sideways I remember thinking, "OK, if you see a funnel cloud just hang on to the bike, you're heavier with it than without." The bike's narrow tires cut down to the pavement even as the wind was trying to send me into the trees. I eventually rode out of that darkness and decided that if a bike can track through that it can handle any rain. The commute also contained the first time I didn't think twice about riding through a busy city. Riding day in and day out on the bike gets you comfortable with it quickly.
My first tentative steps onto the 401 (staying in the inside lane for the whole 13kms) quickly turned into opening up the bike and syncing with traffic in the left hand lane. I think a lot of that had to do with coming to trust what the bike can do, and what it can do is quite astonishing.
River Road out of Horning's Mills |
It was a great first season, and I got some miles in and really enjoyed the bike. I'm now torn whether to get rid of it an get something else, or stick with it for another season. Either way, first time we see the sun and some clear pavement again I'll be out.
My Ninja and I in the fall on the Forks of the Credit |
Friday, 29 March 2013
n00b at 43
Tim's Motorcycle Diaries
I've always wanted a motorcycle. The simplicity and immediacy of the relationship between rider and bike has always appealed. Finally, at the age of 43, I'm becoming a rider. A couple of weeks ago I sat in an MTO drivetest centre and wrote my M1, so I'm now licensed in the most rudimentary way. Next weekend I'm taking my training course at Conestoga College in Kitchener. Following that I hope to be on the road.This blog will trace the process and development of my riding. I've dug up a couple of entries from another blog that show why I've gotten into riding now. They should provide some background for what is about to happen next.
A Nice, Canadian Magazine to get you into the hobby...
In the meantime, I've been looking through motorcycling magazines trying to find one that fits. I'm not a Canadian publications at all costs kind of guy, but Cycle Canada offers smart writing on a wide range of subjects related to the sport (hobby?). Being a rider in Canada is sort of like being a surfer in Greenland, you can do it, but you've really got to want to. The place itself isn't really conducive to the activity. I feel like Cycle Canada approaches this with honesty, humour and wit, while peeling off many of the preconceptions around biking. Before I began reading it I thought most people think Harleys are the be all and end all of motorbiking. I was glad to learn that they aren't. I like 'em so much, I just subscribed.Getting Your Bike License in Ontario
Getting the M1 was easy enough. Ontario has a graduated licensing system for becoming a motorcycle rider now. The M1 is a sit down, multiple choice test on the basics of motorcycle operation (which you pick up from a Motorcycle Handbook you can get for about $17 from any MTO licensing office). There are also multiple choice tests on road signs and basic driving situations. There are 20 questions in each set and you can get up to four wrong and still pass (so you need an 80% on each piece). I've had my G class (regular car) license for 26 years, I didn't study for either of the general quizzes and got only 2 wrong. If you pay attention to your driving, I'd suggest focusing on the motorcycling handbook. If you have no idea what is happening around you or what signs mean, it might be time to review the general stuff.I should add, the general driving portion was very wordy. Remember those long math word problems you used to get in school? Like that. It was almost like it was designed to test your ability to parse complicated text more than it was about rules of the road. Be ready for that and take your time with it.
You have to go to a drivetest centre to write the M1. There are many scattered around Ontario but only a few open on weekends. It took me a couple of hours to get to the counter, write the test and then get the results. They tell me it isn't always that busy. The old guy who blocked the only open gate for an hour arguing about his license didn't help. The M1 costs you about $17 to write.
After the M1 written piece, the idea is to go out and get experience. You have 60-90 days with your M1 before you have to move on to M2. M2 you can have for up to 5 years, but if you let it lapse after that you've got to start over again. After your M2 road test you become an M licensed driver with full privileges. Conestoga College offers a driver training course for beginners that moves you from M1 to M2. I'm signed up to go next week. It costs about $400 and I'm told you're at the bikes they provide a lot over the one night and two day long course; it's very hands on. At the end of that course I'll have done what is needed to pass the M1 driving test to move on to M2. M1 means no driving at night, or carrying passengers, or 400 series highways, and no alcohol in your system at all. M2 is still no alcohol, but you can do the other things. You usually have to wait 60 days to get your M2, but if you take the course they shrink that time. I should be able to push up to an M2 in mid-May after taking the course in early April. I plan on riding at the M2 level for at least a year or two before getting the full M license.
Insurance
I called the company that I've been with since I was a teen (who has made a small fortune off me) and asked for a quote on motocycles. They told me to come back in two years. They then said I should call Riders Plus. They were very helpful. Talking to a friend afterward, he's been riding for thirteen years and has been with Rider's Plus the whole time. He's paying about $600 a year for a 2000 500cc Ninja. I'll be paying about $1300 a year for a 2007 650 Ninja, to give you an idea of what the insurance looks like.I'll throw on a couple of older posts showing what I've been reading and why I'm going through this now. Over the next few days it looks like I'll become the proud new owner of a 2007 650r Ninja that has been painted an unfortunate flat black by an adolescent male of questionable taste.. With the bike in the garage and the course next weekend, I should be insured, plated and on the road by mid-April.
More to come as it happens.
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