I was at Laguna Seca Friday, helping out with the "1000rr experience" BMW demo rides. Old dude shows up on a KTM390rc, Sidi leathers so faded they looked bleached. We engage. He lives not too far, he tells us he's just checking out the scene, comes by regularly.
A flock of s1000rr swarm between sessions: "Yeah, got one of those, an '11 with 92,000 miles on it." He smiles and reveals what must be 85 year old stained teeth, his eyes still gleaming. "Been to Colorado once on it, but mostly carving 'round here". Jaws drop all 'round.
nothing to do with bikes, it was a on the job thing.
have not even talked to the surgeon as of yet.
Something I learned from experienced riders when I first started riding properly 3 years ago: it is not whether but when an accident will happen. Sobering. This, combined with my own lesson learning on a scooter in Beijing, has made me not just a cautious (though confident ) rider, but sometimes an ambivalent one.
This summer
You rock Ernie!
I love this shit. I want to ride till I can't ride anymore.
My wife used to have her own bike. But she's short and kept falling over at stops. Kind of shook her confidence. But she's a great passenger, loves to go fast. However, in 3 years, at the age of 62, she plans to get a CanAm Spyder. We test rode one, I rode bitch and she loved it. Just counting the days to retirement....