December 2019

Snow covers the Land of 10,000 Lakes (Minnesota), and consequently, the riding season is over. But another great season it was; riding for those who can’t. Like many in the north country, I’ve torn the Fat Boy down to the engine and frame for minor repairs and clean up in preparation for the bike shows in Feb and Mar.

(My annual May ride on the NVAR was another success. Mpls to Sacramento to D.C. and back to visit veterans in homes and hospitals on the 10 ride, CA to D.C. was another emotional roller coaster. Then in July, I rode down to AZ to my Brother Mike’s, whom I met in Vietnam, and write about in my book. We had rode coast to coast, and in July we rode border to border for those who never had the chance. Hwy 191 is an All American byway with National Parks, Forests, Monument, deserts, and mountain passes.)

I’m learning more about the literary world, and it’s tough for a naive indie author, but I have a great review from Kirkus. They’re not cheap, but their reviews are unbiased and recognized by many book buyers and readers. It goes well in support of the many readers comments posted on that page, along with comments in conversation with readers across the land. Check it out.

I’ll have more news in the New Year, so please check back.

In the meantime, I wish all a Merry Christmas with many Blessings, and a Happy and Healthy New Year.

As you celebrate the season, remember those who sacrificed, and continue to sacrifice, for us; the fallen veterans, those now serving, and all of their families.

Thank you & Never Forget

Events of 2019

After a winter restoration, the Fat Boy received a Best Bagger at the Progressive International Motorcycle Show, and an honorable 1st Place in the Open Class at the Donnie Smith Bike Show. Great recognition for those I rode for; more to carry into posterity.

Check out the wheels! I wasn’t sure how to get what I wanted. It was a long process, tough on my arthritic hands, but after 40+ hours they turned out as I imagined they would. I like it when that happens!

My 7th ride on the National Veterans Awareness Ride (NVAR) was a fantastic emotional roller coaster, as usual. (Please click on the NVAO link beside the Home Page for a lot more on that) I was honored to be selected to place a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknowns in Arlington National Ceremony. Standing on the most sacred ground in America, if not the free world. I could hear the bugler’s breath as he blew each note for taps. It was a humbling experience, in which I placed the wreath in proxy for those I rode.

Three weeks later, I rode down to Sierra Vista AZ to meet with Mike Swinscoe, who I met in Vietnam three months before I left there in 2012. (Meeting him was a pivotal role in the completion of my quest, which is detailed in the final chapters of Harley Tracks.) We have ridden coast to coast on the NVAR, and wanted to make a special ride for those who can’t; from the Mexico Border in Douglas AZ to the Canada Border. A great ride, and scenery along Highway 191 is some of America’s best.

The Fat Boy hit 130,000 miles and runs great.

As summer creeps into Labor Day, I’ve received interest for newspaper and biker rag articles. I look forward, also, to a veteran’s recognition affair in St. Paul on Oct. 5

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Never Forget
Thank you,
Mike “Track” Rinowski

KODAK Digital Still Camera

KODAK Digital Still Camera

KODAK Digital Still Camera

Bike Show

I hope you all like my new web site, and I’m honored to announce the Fat Boy was awarded 1st Place in the Open Class at the Donnie Smith Bike Show in St. Paul MN. Whoohoo! Great recognition for those who gave all in Vietnam.

I’ll have more to post in the weeks ahead as I prepare for my 7th departure for CA to meet with the NVAR for our annual ride across America, during which we visit veterans in homes and hospitals every day for the 10 day ride to Rolling Thunder in D.C.

Greetings to all in the year of our Lord, 2019

The Arctic has been persistent, and a bit sadistic, with its blast of sub-zero temperatures; and with a blow the wind chill is frightening. And the snow is getting a bit deep, too. But I can’t complain – I’m here by choice, and it’s too cold to ride out!

So, in times like these I tinker, which this year amounted to a restoration of the Fat Boy. It rolls strong into the 2nd 100 K miles.

While the temperature plunged and the wind howled, my little electric heater was little more than moral support in my unheated garage while I finished off the latest restoration to the Fat Boy. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with the wheels, but I sanded and filed, and sanded and filed, then Tom painted, and I polished and buffed. The reflections are as dazzling as I expected.  It’s painted for posterity, because one day it will be titled to the National Park Service as a donation to the Vietnam Veterans Memorial, aka The Wall.

Note the little wreath next to 2019 – that signifies the great honor I’ll have when we arrive in Washington D.C. on Memorial Day weekend, which is to place a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknowns. I’ll cherish that memory.

I was honored with the Best Bagger award at the J & P Ultimate Bike Show during the Mpls Progressive International Motorcycle Show. Tony, who rides across the country to distribute donations to Gold Star Families invited me to join him on a 2 1/2 month ride this summer. I’d love to experience that with him, and will give serious thought to it. But first, I have the expenses for my annual NVAR (click on the NVAO link to the right), and I’d need to sell more books.
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Thank You & Never Forget