You know, it’s the slow stuff that’s dangerous. Making a turn from a standing start at a stoplight, that kind of stuff.
On a bike, the faster you’re moving–within reason, of course–the easier it is to throw the bike around. A bike moving at speed doesn’t want to fall. relatively… Continue reading
Someday, in the not-too-distant future, this will be the Ex-1200C Sportster blog. because I am getting a big twin. In fact, I’m getting a Road King. I don’t know when, exactly, but I’m getting one.
I have a cunning plan.
Actually, it’s a blindingly obvious plan. I’m going to throw… Continue reading
Today was a (almost) a bad day, and a good day.
First, the (almost) bad. I almost dumped the bike today. It happened at the worst place possible: the parking lot of the Harley dealership. I went down to San Diego Harley because my luggage bag broke one of the… Continue reading
What is it about people who ride sport bikes? Why all the showboating? Am I supposed to be impressed? As I was riding to work this morning on the 395, doing about 60–the speed limit is 55–a guy on a sport bike just zips past me doing God only knows… Continue reading
It’s been more than a week of daily riding, and I’m finally starting to get comfortable on the bike. I’m still doing a lot of self-critique of my technique, but the bad really is outweighed by the good in terms of getting familiar.
I’m still feeling out turning, though. I… Continue reading