Showing posts with label motorcycling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motorcycling. Show all posts

Monday, December 14, 2009

Why I ride a motorcycle to work in Melbourne - a series.


Crazy old guy on cellphone at the top of his voice explaining to his Mum how he gets 100 minutes of talk time with the new phone he had to buy after the other one stopped working when he slept on the street in the rain at the weekend and he gets 150 texts per month for free as well and he's now just by City Road but going to St Kilda...

Wish his Mum would tell him to use his inside voice.

10 people tightly squeezed around me, all on iPhones and iPods trying to not hear crazy guy. MX newspaper with massive photo of Katy Perry's boobs falling out of her dress with headline "Has Katy got a bung eye?" based on a 2 line vox populi. 290,000 people in Melbourne read this crap every day?

Mouth "excuse me" with walking finger mime 15 times to headphone escapists just to squeeze past and get out at Albert Park. I'll take 40 degrees on the Gixxer in leather any day of the week thanks.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Consumer Review: Melbourne Eastlink toll system, impossibly stupid.


The occasional h1bpositive blog visitor might recall the fine Winter's day out Matthew, Jamie and I had on the motorbikes back in June. After riding to Noojee, we came home via the much lauded Eastlink, Melbourne's new tollway, hailed as the poster-boy of public-private infrastructure funding.

We'd each organised our pre-paid tollway passes to travel on Eastlink, a bit of a bureaucratic nightmare as the rules and processes for motorcycles and cars vary considerably, and the Eastlink/Breeze web page would count among the worst possible User Interface designs ever created.


I eventually bought 4 passes over the phone (figuring we'd ride again out that way sometime soon), and had the foresight to email myself with the order details, just in case something went awry in future. Call it intuition, or call it twenty plus years working with computers and customers for a living.

To my amazement, in September, I got an overdue notice for riding on Eastlink without a pass. One trip, 12:32pm on June 20, 2009. Clocked riding into the Melba Tunnel in an unauthorised fashion. Outstanding Debt:

Toll charge $1.04
Invoice fee $8.45
Lookup fee $1.40
GST $1.08
TOTAL $11.97

I rang Breeze to seek an explanation. Now - quick caveat to my rant here - the lady I spoke to was sensational with her service, but, she's working for bozos. $2.5b bozos. First I had to quote the 12 digit invoice number - not the reminder notice 12 digit number, but the original invoice number buried in fine print of the letter on page 1. Man, these guys are planning for the future - no Y2k-like character limit for their invoice numbers. Not real easy to communicate over the telephone however.


That number, along with my registration plate, motorcycle type and colour, enabled her to see the infringement notice. Then, she logged into a second screen that enabled her to see if that license plate number had any purchases registered against it. Tick, tick, tick, one moment please caller, tick, tick... and yes ... there they are, 4 passes purchased on 19 June.

So... the 'computer' could see my registration plate had 4 passes credited against it, and the computer could see that I had made a trip on 20 June, but somehow the computer had recorded that at 12:32 on 20 June, the mighty Gixxer was without passes on the tollway. The pass ordering computer and the traffic tracking computer seem to be different computers.

I guess that could happen - the road construction consortium would have outsourced vehicle tracking, invoicing and administration to the lowest bidders, as they all do nowadays. There might have been a momentary glitch in 'the computer' as the Gixxer roared by? So maybe it's actually 3 computers? One on the road, one for ordering, and one for billing? Or 4? Road, ordering, billing, infringing? Or 5? Road, order, bill, infringe and reconcile?

As an IT professional, my mind boggles as to how these things happen, and it's an embarrassment to the profession. So, who are the chumps who put together this computer system, and how much did it cost? Perhaps they did it on the cheap?

The billing infrastructure was part of a much trumpeted $2.5b (yep, billion) traffic management system for this tollway. The winning bidder was Traffic Management Systems - a listed rollup of various Australian traffic signage and control systems companies, which is listed under the TTI stock code.

TTI's publicly stated turnover has only been in the range of $57m - $95m, stating turnover of $57m in the year the tollway system was built (they only had 6 months to bill between the contract being let in November 2005 and end of financial year in June 2006), then $81.5m in 2007, and $95m in 2008 when the roadway finally opened. Thus they clearly didn't get all of the $2.5 billion. I'm going to guess a mere $100m for the computer system over the 2+ years.

A $100m computer system then. Reckon they would only give that contract to a really proven and solid software development company, that had a track record and long term profitability. So let's check out TTI's track record of success during Australia's largest infrastructure boom from 1998 to today:

WTF? Peaking at $46 at the end of 1999, these guys are an unprofitable penny dreadful trading at not more than a few cents a share for years on end. Have been since a year before they got the Eastlink contract. At 6c a share, I could own the whole damn company with the money I'm paying in bogus $11.97 tollway fines.

Chances of them having the smartest IT people to make that system work? Not good.

Customer Service have promised to get back to me with how this all happened. I won't hold my breath, as without doubt that's yet another computer system they were recording my complaint details into when I rang.

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13.10.2009 Result!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Product Review: Oxford OL630 Motorcycle 'Sports' Tankbag

Hero to Zero in 3.2 seconds. Definitely not for sports-bikes.


The only thing I've experienced in recent times to come close to matching the speed with this product whisked me from infatuation to disappointment was a spin round the Bays (back in Wellington) on Robbo's new GXR1000 K9 with 4 into 1 Yoshi pipe. 140kW on a bike no heavier, longer or larger than my GSXR-600 was sense-blistering, faster than a blink of an eye. Stupid fast, and utter disappointment I don't own one.

First sight of this Oxford sports tank bag had me salivating too. I go way back with tank bags (nearly 30 ears) - unable to afford one like my big brother on his RD400, I was reduced to occy-strapping a bin bag on the tank for a year or so - check it out!

There is a gadget under every zipper on this handsome bag - faux carbon fibre and titanium bits, magnets that stick to the tank with a very satisfying 'ker-dmp' sound, flaps that are scalloped to fit a typical modern sports bike's petrol tank, wet weather cover (would have been useful last weekend!), GPS and iPod suitable spots and map pockets. A fang in the Victorian countryside doesn't justify putting the Ventura rack pack on, and the Oxford looked just the ticket for camera, iPhone and wallet.

Just look what it does too!



Jamie's wry smile when he handed it over should have been a clue. He'd bought it to fit his VFR400 - the classic low seat, big tank sportster. "I'd need arms like a gorilla and a torso like an alien to fit round it" he'd lamented, looking hopefully at my 6'3 frame with XXL arms to match.

One advantage of the VFR is that being slightly old school, it has a squarish metal petrol tank all the way to the handlebars. These days that space up front houses everything but a gas tank - on the gixxer it's a plastic cover sloping dramatically down to the triple clamp. Plastic... magnets... right.

Never mind though, because the side flaps were not compatible with any area of the tank apart from the knee scallops.

Now, you'd be forgiven for wondering why I rate this product so poorly.

Let's cut straight to the chase.

In low-rider mode, with the bag on the tank, I can barely reach the bars. Even without a bulky riding jacket, or the snazzy rear pocket in place on the bag (it unzips as fortune would have it). Let's try another shaped rider (remember, we've already eliminated 5'9 Jamie).

Fail.

Happily enough, we found the Oxford's true place in the garage and retreated for Friday drinks.


If you've got a sportsbike, and you fancy a tank-bag, I'm afraid you should avoid the Oxford 'Sports' tank bag like a white line in a spring downpour. Try one of these instead. Oh, and watch out for a 1 owner, brand new Oxford OL630 on eBay sometime soon.

Review Score:

Function: 1/10 when attached to a Sports Bike. Maybe with a time machine I could go back to the RD400 for a proper fit?
Form: 10 (gadget heaven) - awesome design, shame no-one tried it on an actual sports bike. Mounts on a large mini-skip superbly.
Price: tbd - I didn't buy it, much to Jamie's disappointment.

Monday, August 17, 2009

"I'm inclined to ride"... famous last words.

What's 80 cents between iPhone apps anyway?

Nigel: "Hey Matt, I'm interrogating BOM* as we speak - I'm inclined to ride unless utterly shite. Are we not men?"
Matt: "Yeah, I'm inclined to ride come what may. I'm Welsh ..."
Nigel: "...and I grew up in NZ mate. Rain and wind - meh."
*BOM = Bureau of Meterology website

Cut to following scene:

Pensive, bovine expression from Nigel - pics by Matt Cashmore


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The weather forecast had been optimistically interpreted as windy but not that wet for the day's planned motorcycle outing to Yea and back through Kinglake. Slight hiccup at the start of the day when I mistook the Hume Freeway for the Hume Highway, so our meeting with Jamie was fortuitously delayed while we leap-frogged to a Shell station in Craigieburn, about 35km North of Melbourne.

On the horizon was a purple-black cloud bank, traveling at 60km/h and preceded by some vigorous gusts of wind, so we gassed up and retreated to the servo to wait for it to blow over as the trusty iPhone BOMradar application said it would. We knew the front was due, but winds behind it were showing as mild, and the rain front was in theory, a one-off. Clear skies behind! Not ...


Back inside and another half hour later one of the 3 IT amigos decides to check another source of data for some insight on the seemingly non-stop rain and wind... whaddya reckon, can you spot the difference - my $1.19 BOMradar iPhone app on left; Matt's $1.99 Oz Weather on the right.

Home James, and don't spare the Suzuki. I'm pretty sure there's 80c rattling around the pockets of my wet weather gear somewhere.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The Best Things in Life - Riding with your mates

In a week of firsts, the GSXR-600 got the shock of its life suffering continuous operation for more than the 11 minutes it takes me to get to work each day.


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Matt Cashmore, motorcyclist par excellence and social organiser set the route for he, Jamie and I to spend Saturday morning in the Victorian high country foothills, chasing the perfect toasted sandwich and loads of continuous well-cambered corners.

Here's Matt's Flickr slideshow, ending with us back in the city after nearly 300km and the discovery of what might be the perfect cheese, ham and tomato toastie at the Red Parrot cafe in Noojee - sitting by a roaring log fire after 90 minutes of chill winter air. It doesn't get much better than that.