Speaking of tires…
…I’ve noticed something odd when I go to the shop with my FJR. That’s my rear tire over there. Now, that’s not an extreme-to-the-edge wear pattern, although it does reflect some peg scraping. But I have a 650-pound touring bike, and, while I’m nowhere near the poster-boy for conservative riding, I’m not willing to sacrifice my life to Mr. Inertia.
But every time I go to the shop, I see a number of literbikes and super sports that are worn all the way down to the cords in the center of the tire, and with three untouched inches of tire on either side of the center.
So, I guess I’m just curious.
What, exactly, is it that you sportbike guys are doing when you ride?
Are you just doing burnouts in the parking lot, wasting 100+ bucks per tire in a few days? Or do you just never turn, and ride in endlessly straight lines? How on earth does someone burn through a tire, while leaving the outer two or three inches untouched on either side? And, by the way, you do realize that if you can see steel cords on the surface of your tire, then riding it–even to the shop–is a gamble, right?
I just have this image in my mind of someone who hauls his ZX600 from 0 to 60 in 3 seconds at every stoplight, and then slows to 5 MPH every time he approaches a corner.
Seriously, I’m not trying to be an ass. I really do wonder how you can actually ride a sportbike for any distance at all, and have pristine, untouched, 3-inch chicken strips. You simply have to be doing something stunty, and not using the bike as a daily ride.
And while we’re on the subject of weird riding habits, what’s with the shorts and tennis shoes? I realize that we live in a desert here in far southern California. It’s hot. I get it. But I constantly see guys tooling around in shorts and tennis shoes. And I’m not talking about squids on super sports. It’s almost universal. I see guys on Gold Wings, Harleys, sportbikes, and BMW GSs wearing shorts and Reeboks, tooling around town, and on the highway. And I’m not talking about dumb young kids. I’m talking about guys my age (mid-40s) riding 800 lb tourers.
I mean, granted, I’m a paranoid old woman who wears a full Olympia Motosports suit and full-face helmet to ride 2 blocks to the 7-11, but seriously, why on earth would you hit I-15 on a bike, wearing a T-shirt, shorts, and a ratty old pair of Air Jordans? Even if you’re a super-skilled rider, the roads are full of cager morons who’ll run you over without even seeing you.
You are aware that we are involved in a rather dangerous sport, aren’t you?
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