Getting Nude on Halloween

That got your attention, didn’t it.  I suspect the visual of me getting nude on Halloween (or any time) sorta catches in your throat, don’t it?

Well, there were two getting nude on Halloween items today.   The first was an  article in the Saturday Wall Street Journal about Boulder’s Naked Pumpkin Run, and the Police Chief ‘s decision to halt it this year. 

Image By Wall Street Journal - Naked Pumkin Runner Costume

Image By Wall Street Journal - Naked Pumpkin Runner Costume

Seems the Chief believes this kind of event, which attracted about 150 hardy souls last year, threatens the law in the city of Boulder.   A local lawyer summed up the reaction from those who for the past 10 years put this in the “just a Boulder thing” category, “It kind of reminds me of what’s happening in Tehran”.  Even for me, who lives near by, but hasn’t actually applied for citizenship in the Peoples Republic of Boulder, the Police Chief’s action strikes a discordant note.  Boulder was known as a city of free spirits, all things Bohemian, and a certain “let it all hang out” attitude, if you will.  What happened?

I told my wife that I’ve felt the change in the Boulder culture over the years.  I can’t put my finger on it exactly, but the immigrant population from the west coast that invaded in the 1980s and 90s, increased the BMW car population by 1000%, drove housing prices to astronomical levels, and brought a certain “Its all about me” mind set.  I think they also brought a certain “fear and loathing” of all things different from their ideas of “normal”.   Fear destroys a sense of humor and the ability to just shrug your shoulders and move on when confronted by “not my thing” behavior.  As the DA put it, “A lot of times, ‘he says with a sigh’, these people are just being idiots.”   (I think he is a native, and that was a legal shoulder shrug of dismissal).  The local head of the Boulder ACLU office said, “…(the naked pumpkin run) seems somewhat quixotic, but our Bill of Rights does not judge the content of free expression.”

So, if the Chief, or one of the 40 officers and two SWAT teams he has assigned to be on patrol near the traditional 4 block site of the run at 11:00 pm, arrests a Naked Pumpkin runner, they will end up being registered as a sex offender.  Does it strike anyone else that’s an excessive reaction to stupid college student tricks?  Convincing evidence of being a moron maybe, but not something that requires being a registered sex offender. 

Now, the second “going naked” event on Halloween involved me riding naked from my house to BMW of Denver on the Grey Ghost, my 1975 R75/6.  I mean I did have my bright yellow Big Bird Aerostich riding suit on, (I believe in ATGATT- All The Gear, All The Time) so it wasn’t a Lady Godiva (or Sir Godiva in my case) sorta ride.  In fact, I had all my clothes on underneath my riding suit as well.  It wasn’t me who was naked, you see, it was the Grey Ghost.  I was taking it to get the steering head and frame straightened as part of the restoration project, so no faring, no front fender, no bags, no luggage rack, the Ghost was totally naked.  (Do the statutes for registered sex offenders extend to motocycles?) 

Grey Ghost - 1975 BMW R75/6 Buck Naked

Grey Ghost - 1975 BMW R75/6 Buck Naked

I haven’t ridden the Ghost naked since I put a fairing on it the first winter I rode it in Denver.  Prior to the Ghost, I always rode naked.  Putting the faring on it was a bit frightening.  I wasn’t used to looking down and not seeing the front wheel and the street flowing by.  It was spooky.  But, riding around in Denver all winter, it was a lot warmer and I got used to the “barn door dashboard” in front of me.

As I wheeled it out into the driveway to take some pictures, it looked very small and vulnerable, almost scooter like.  As I rode up the hill heading out to the main drag and ultimately the 20 mile ride on Interstate highways to the dealer, I noticed the differences. 

First, there is nothing between my eye balls and the road in front.  No barrier other than the shield on the full face helmet I’m wearing.  I can’t see anything that is motorcycle.  I can hear it and feel it, but visually, it isn’t there.  I flash back to the teenager feelings of riding naked.  You get the sensation that you are flying 3 feet off the ground on a magic carpet which does your bidding.  It’s kind of a giddy feeling.

The next thing I notice is the sound.  The wind is whistling around the face shield and the exhaust note is more muffled.  The valve sounds are playing percussion to the piccolo notes of the wind.  Cool.  A full symphony of sound.

I also feel the force of my speed.  You don’t get any wind with a faring between you and the air, but riding a naked bike, you not only sense your speed by the sound of the exhaust, the twist of your right wrist and the increased rush of the scenery going by, you feel the increassed force of an unseen hand pushing on your chest, arms and head, the force of your speed.

And then there’s the water.  It snowed, a lot, two days ago.  We got about 24 inches.  Today it’s in the 40′s and the snow is melting everywhere creating little rivers, puddles and occasional ponds in the road.  As I cross these,  I can feel the watery mist coming in through the vents around the face shield and on my neck.  The face shield gets coated in mist and mud.  I remember I have a rubber wiper on the left thumb of my glove which I rarely use.  It’s purpose is now very clear.  It’s an essential component for seeing on a naked bike even on a sunny day like today.

As I get up on the interstate and accelerate, the rhythmic booming of the exhaust mixes with wood wind notes of the face shield.  It’s a different sound and a more intense sense of velocity than I get with a fairing.  Now at 75 MPH the sense of flying as a bird does takes over.  I can swoop and dive like any bird, if only in two dimensions.  It’s very liberating.  It’s like the dreams we have where we suddenly realize we can fly.  We swoop and dive, in and out, over towns, down streets, with total freedom. The grey ghost , unseen but felt and heard, lets me fly above the freeway.  What a gas.

Running down the street at 11:00 pm,  in the dark, with a pumpkin on your head buck naked is … not my cup of tea.  But, flying on top of the buck naked Grey Ghost at 11:00 am doing 75 MPH down the freeway dodging water puddles and ponds is.  To each their own bit of Bohemia revelry.  Live and let live.

The Grey Ghost Restoration, 1975 BMW R75/6-Part 1 Getting Started

My first BMW, a 1975 R75/6, was purchased for cash 34 years ago in 1975 at BMW of Denver  from the then owner, Clem Cykowski

The Grey Ghost - Starting a Restoration

The Grey Ghost - Starting a Restoration

I’ve ridden this bike 103,000 miles so far and in 2005, I received a BWW 100,000 mile award.  Although you can get the award riding multiple bikes, it was my goal from the day I bought the bike to ride it 100,000 miles.  In the 34 years since I bought it, I’ve had many adventures and two minor accidents.

Brook (on the right) Getting BMW 100,000 Mile Award in 2005

Brook (on the right) Getting BMW 100,000 Mile Award in 2005

I raced it for a season (accident #1 was in my first race, but I still finished 2nd). It has a few engine modifications including titanium push rods [I bent the original push rods in the 1st race.  I acquired a lot of  "wisdom" that day  :-) ], a lightened fly wheel and a drilled air cleaner case to let it the engine breath a little easier. 

In 1984, I took a month off for mental health reasons (the job was way too stressful) and spent most of that month in my garage doing a “freshen up”.  The original paint was cracking and I wanted to upgrade the supsension, exhaust and put a new Windjammer IV faring on it.  I loved the R90-S Smoke Silver paint scheme and had it repainted Smoke Silver (or at least a decent approximation).  I took off the stock exhaust and mufflers and added a Luftmiester black chrome two into one exhaust with a little “throat” to it (aka, louder).  I put on a “snow flake” cast front rim, braided steel brake line, /7 series black valve covers and spot painted the dings in the frame.  I also replaced the handle bars which had a tweak from accident #1.  The opportunity to just work at my own pace and think things through when I needed to without any time pressures was very relaxing.  At the end of the month, both the Grey Ghost and I were refreshed.

Several years later in the late 1980′s, I didn’t stop quick enough in traffic (accident #2) and rear ended the car in front of me.  I wasn’t hurt and the car couldn’t have cared less, but I did shorten up the wheel base a tad.  The bad news was the steering head was bent and likely the  fork tubes as well.  The good news was the bike was even more nimble with quicker steering in the corners and until now, I just let it go. 

“So, why restore it?”, I’ve been asked.  I don’t have a logical answer.  It just feels like the right thing to do.  It’s a machine that has been in my garage or under my butt a large part of my life.  I’ve learned a lot about motorcycles, and some about myself since I’ve owned it.  Not to anthropomorphize about this, but “the grey ghost” is a good friend of mine and investing in a restoration seems like a logical next step in our relationship. 

Recently, I’ve been reading books and blogs about reconnecting the mind with the body and the brain research that demonstrates the intimate link between “hands-on” tinkering. brain plasticity and a sense of well being.  Okay, I haven’t done much hands on for quite awhile.  It’s time to do some tinkering and see how much plasticity this brain has left.

Clem, is still working on BMW’s and is still part of BMW of Denver.  He sold the company several years ago, but is working in the shop on the classic and vintage machines as “Heritage Model Specialist”.  I’ve talked to him about the bike and had him look it over.   We have a plan of attack. 

Step one is to get the frame straightened and the fork tubes checked, and likely replaced.  This Sunday, I went to Home Depot and bought an electric space heater so I would be a bit warmer in the garage since winter was making a visit with cold temperatures and snow flurries outside.  I spent some time taking off the Windjammer IV fairing, front fender and  rear luggage rack.  I took some before pictures.  This coming Saturday, Holloween, I’ll take it over to Clem to pull the fork tubes to see if they can be straightened, get the steering head and frame straightened, and install new steering head bearings, new fork tube seals and the new fork gaiters I bought. 

In the meantime, I’ve been pricing parts, looking at other restorations for ideas, and dithering about trying to paint it myself or, like the last time, pay a professional paint shop to repaint it.

My youngest son, Branden, is interested in helping out and getting his hands dirty.  I’m looking forward to the company and the opportunity to share what knowledge I have and learning what I don’t know, which is considerable I’m sure.

The Plastic Brain

I’ve been fascinated by research in learning and the brain for sometime.  I recently wrote a blog posting summarizing various authors who have written about learning and education.  A common thread was the value of “tinkering” in learning and the loss of tacit knowledge as the new world order glorifies being a “knowledge worker” and we optimize the education system for fact retention while ignoring “hands-on” learning and tacit knowledge.  What they point out is various trades focused on fixing things are very intensely “knowledge” based and the practitioners have in fact reached the pinnacle of knowledge workers, although they are not recognized for this and in fact made fun of (or is it made the “butt” of jokes as is the case with plumbers :-) ).  Their conclusion is the intellectual capacity of a good mechanic is beyond reproach in the world of knowledge workers and we need to recognize that fact not denigrate it.

The articles also point out that school needs to provide more hands-on “tinkering” to facilitate self-developed knowledge or what is sometimes called being a “life-long learner”.  The skills a learner acquires through tinkering are commonly those many companies and disciplines claim are largely missing in the highly educated knowledge workers they interview for jobs.  Spending more time in front of a TV is an ominous trend.  Playing video games, which does deeply engage the hand and brain and does deeply involve problems and solutions, doesn’t include the complexity and cussedness of the real world, real materials and real frustrations of making “things” do what your vision requires.  Games often create the illusion of tacit knowledge about the world, but in fact, they don’t provide it.  There is a lot to value in getting your knuckles cracked, seeing wood splinter, metal bend when it shouldn’t and paint not adhere where you wanted.  Those are “cussedness problems” and they can teach very important skills for living a full life.

This lead me to more content that discussed techniques to correct learning disabilities.  A friend, Phil Kastelic, and I had tea one afternoon and got onto this topic.  He provided me a link to Frank Wilson who is a neurologist and an internationally respected authority on the neurological basis of skilled hand use for over two decades. He is the author of “The Hand: How its use shapes the brain, language, and human culture“, published in 1998 by Pantheon books and nominated that year for a Pulitzer Prize for nonfiction.  And here’s a video of a PBS interview with him by David Gergen in 1998.  This confirms the strong relationship between body and mind, and suggests that tacit knowledge requires the two to interact for knowledge to be developed.  One technique relied on physical restraint and manual manipulation of the body to overcome learning problems.  The implication in this work is that the brain and the limbs are tightly coupled in the learning process.  That was very interesting as it strongly suggests the dualism of mind and body is suspect at some level (perhaps at every level?).  There is a correlation between lack of fluid body movement, learning trauma and lack of fluid thinking, and that struck me as a very significant finding.  It reinforces the connection between hands-on work and tacit knowledge.  It makes the “nature vs nurture” question and all debates about it irrelevant.  It’s not an OR that’s going on here, it’s an AND with the brain’s plasticity providing the new element in the learning equation.

My son Devin’s fiancee, Rachel, provided me a copy of  a very interesting and well written book, “The Brain That Changes Itself: Stories of Personal Triumph From the Frontiers of Brain Science” by Norman Doidge.  Well, that provided a nice foundation for overthrowing a lot of orthodoxy and substituting a new framework for “learning how to learn”.  There are some TED talks by two of the researchers mentioned in Doidge’s book, Vilayaner Ramachandran and Michael Merzenich which provide some color on their work and thinking.  Ramachandran has a striking story about vision and phantom limbs.  And, he shows how a simple tool, a mirror, was used to overcome this in a patient.

The Doidge book makes it clear that the brain has a plasticity property.  In some cases of learning disability and brain damage, proper exercises for the brain can exploit the plasticity to overcome the disability and damage to the brain and/or sensory organs.  I found it very interesting that the “exercises” bear little resemblance to the “fact drill” exercises commonly used in school.  The plasticity exercises are quite different since they are designed to exploit how the brain creates and destroys the neural networks that underlie motor skills, sensory processing and learning.  This suggests that plasticity exercises could be a valuable tool in K-12 public education for “normal” and “disabled” students.  Ah… so tinkering could be thought of as a form of plasticity exercise for the brain.  Perhaps that’s it.

Finally, I came across this interview with Neuro-scientist and artist Beau Lotto on TED.  Once again, the material is focused on the senses and the plasticity of the brain in using them to learn about it’s surroundings.   His thesis is the brain is designed to constantly process raw sensory input and create meaning out of it.  It frequently treats the new as some variation of the previous, and connects them.  That has very deep implications for social interactions, cultural interactions and public education.  (In fact, he took some of his findings out of the lab to … public education, particularly to “disadvantaged” kids.  Very interesting.). 

The point I want to make here is that brain plasticity has sharp edges.  If the brain “changes itself” per Doidge’s book, then many “beliefs” we have are really plasticity patterns that are reinforced as we constantly use them to make sense out of the world.  Plasticity is a tool and it defines the tendency we have to take new input and quickly map it to existing plasticity patterns.  So, when we are arguing about our beliefs we don’t easily stop this internal process, and we can’t if we don’t understand how brain plasticity influences our behavior.  If we want to engage in changing beliefs, we need to engage in the destruction and rebuilding of the neuron processing patterns that underlie brain plasticity.  We have to knowingly stop the brain’s automatic mapping of the new content to the old plasticity pattern.  That’s hard to do unless we can practice some specific brain exercises to teach us how to do this. 

It’s even more challenging if you want someone to understand a new belief you have about values and it is in conflict with their current values and beliefs.   How do you get them to destroy old brain plasticity patterns and build new ones based on interacting with you?  (For a practical example in how difficult this is, consider the world-wide “war on terror” and the notion of suicide bombing.  Is suicide bombing an example of a value system clash?  Is the value of self-destruction for the greater glory of Alah an outward manifestation of a learned plasticity pattern? If so, how do you affect lasting changes to those values and the underlying brain plasticity?) Tricky stuff and certainly an area for more research and understanding.

My youngest son, Branden, is currently in college with a major in primary education.  I’ve been sharing much of this material with him for digestion.  The model of a plastic brain, its methods of creating neuronal processing subsets for sensory input, the role of body / brain interaction in learning, and how to create culture and community from shared beliefs are at the heart of being a teacher.  This research provides a lot of new tools and opportunities to be innovative in public education.  Of course, it also opens one up to investigating useful “plasticity exercises” we all can use when we need to learn efficiently.   Anyone working in the 21st century will find learning efficiently becomes a “survival of the fitest” skill.   And more broadly, as communications connects what once were infrequently communicating cultures, how would you change your behavior in a “values” or “beliefs” argument based on this research?