wilbur-t
Top Fuel
Got back home from our 9 day trip Sunday evening. We had a great time of it. Went 1800 miles, with over 1100 of them being mountain roads. West Va. is a beautiful state with some incredible roads to ride. A lot of gravel on some of them, though, thrown up by the coal and log trucks cutting the corners. Lisa did incredibly well for someone who has only been riding her own for 4 months. She even dragged a peg on her little 800 intruder! :bch:
We came back down to my Sister's place for the last weekend, and me and my buddy went out to play a little. I led him down a little back road near Stone Mountain N.C. that I had ridden before, but that was on my old Tiger about 2 years ago. The road is very rough and bumpy, with no warning signs about the sharp turns. We came out of a sharp left hander, accelerated hard to a right hand turn that I didn't think was too sharp. It turned out to be a wicked decreasing radius turn. I threw the ol R3 into it and about the time I was dragging hard, a hump in the road hit the frame so hard that it threw the bike straight up. [The impact broke the plastic clamps that hold the rear brake line to the bar.] I pushed it right back down, only to have it happen again. I eased off the throttle as I pushed it down into the curve with all I had. Another hump threw me up, and by this time I was almost off the outside of the curve. Finally got things under control with about 3 inches of pavement left.
Thank God there were no cars coming, or I would have been toast. [The Lord was looking out for fools on this day!]
My buddy said he couldn't hold his FZ1 inside the yellow lines at the speed we were traveling. I can't tell you why I didn't crash, except for blind luck. [Certainly not driving skills, I probably did just about everything wrong.]
Moral of the story....Don't fly down roads that you really don't know. I should have traveled the road at moderate speed first, then came back for a low pass.
We came back down to my Sister's place for the last weekend, and me and my buddy went out to play a little. I led him down a little back road near Stone Mountain N.C. that I had ridden before, but that was on my old Tiger about 2 years ago. The road is very rough and bumpy, with no warning signs about the sharp turns. We came out of a sharp left hander, accelerated hard to a right hand turn that I didn't think was too sharp. It turned out to be a wicked decreasing radius turn. I threw the ol R3 into it and about the time I was dragging hard, a hump in the road hit the frame so hard that it threw the bike straight up. [The impact broke the plastic clamps that hold the rear brake line to the bar.] I pushed it right back down, only to have it happen again. I eased off the throttle as I pushed it down into the curve with all I had. Another hump threw me up, and by this time I was almost off the outside of the curve. Finally got things under control with about 3 inches of pavement left.
Thank God there were no cars coming, or I would have been toast. [The Lord was looking out for fools on this day!]My buddy said he couldn't hold his FZ1 inside the yellow lines at the speed we were traveling. I can't tell you why I didn't crash, except for blind luck. [Certainly not driving skills, I probably did just about everything wrong.]
Moral of the story....Don't fly down roads that you really don't know. I should have traveled the road at moderate speed first, then came back for a low pass.
