Flugtechnik
My bike is not transportation, it is a respite
CrescentSon said:
I love you Crescent
Am I going to die on a bike?
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NortonGuy
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"Crescent" your interpretation of my last post missed the mark.
When I use a motor-vehicle on public roads I am usually the slowest one in traffic, mainly because I drive for fuel economy and I manage my life in a way that I am not one of those morons that tries to make up poor time-management by participating in the stop-light Grand Prix.
But inevitably and frequently situations arise on public roads in which a vehicle operator's level of skill will decide if that situation produces anything from a non-incident on up to the death of human beings. Those with a natural aptitude for operating their motor-vehicle, those who have spent years finding and knowing their limits, are infinitely better off than those who have done the minimum necessary to get their operator's license.
Operating a motor-vehicle, no matter it's number of wheels, at it's mechanical limits can be not only fun but actually life-preserving in this age filled with SUV-driving cell-phone operators. It is common sense that those with a natural aptitude for operating two-wheeled vehicles, and who have spent many years finding and knowing their limits are much less likely to die, and are much less likely to ride with their "head up their ass" than those for which operating two-wheeled vehicles is or has been a very small part of their lives.
I am the old man you see sedately going along with traffic at the most, but when I want to have fun, or if I have to defend myself on the highway, I can pull out a bag of tricks that will have any passenger along for the ride pissing their pants and crying like school-girls. This because they have never had a long or real relationship with their vehicles and have never ventured outside what the DMV has told them they could do or were "allowed" to do.
Some neophytes may respect the danger that comes with riding a motorcycle, but they do not get to control when or how danger rears it's head, and when it does they, not knowing the limits of themselves or their machine, are far more likely to die than that kid who grew up living on two wheels and put their time in knowing those limits.
When I use a motor-vehicle on public roads I am usually the slowest one in traffic, mainly because I drive for fuel economy and I manage my life in a way that I am not one of those morons that tries to make up poor time-management by participating in the stop-light Grand Prix.
But inevitably and frequently situations arise on public roads in which a vehicle operator's level of skill will decide if that situation produces anything from a non-incident on up to the death of human beings. Those with a natural aptitude for operating their motor-vehicle, those who have spent years finding and knowing their limits, are infinitely better off than those who have done the minimum necessary to get their operator's license.
Operating a motor-vehicle, no matter it's number of wheels, at it's mechanical limits can be not only fun but actually life-preserving in this age filled with SUV-driving cell-phone operators. It is common sense that those with a natural aptitude for operating two-wheeled vehicles, and who have spent many years finding and knowing their limits are much less likely to die, and are much less likely to ride with their "head up their ass" than those for which operating two-wheeled vehicles is or has been a very small part of their lives.
I am the old man you see sedately going along with traffic at the most, but when I want to have fun, or if I have to defend myself on the highway, I can pull out a bag of tricks that will have any passenger along for the ride pissing their pants and crying like school-girls. This because they have never had a long or real relationship with their vehicles and have never ventured outside what the DMV has told them they could do or were "allowed" to do.
Some neophytes may respect the danger that comes with riding a motorcycle, but they do not get to control when or how danger rears it's head, and when it does they, not knowing the limits of themselves or their machine, are far more likely to die than that kid who grew up living on two wheels and put their time in knowing those limits.
VonYinzer
Over 10,000 Posts
NortonGuy you rotten son of a bitch... Where have you been? I feel like its been ages since you've stopped in to tell everyone how to lige their lives and why their bikes are piles of shit. Speaking of which, how are yyour projects coming along? Anymore award winning paint jobs to share? xoxo... And a Merry effin' XMas fella.
Seaglider
Active Member
I bought my first bike after I turned fifty because I determined that my Brother was having way too much fun not to join him. I still snowboard, water ski and play hockey...I treat riding like any thrilling and potentially risky sport. I knew that I needed to practice to get to know my machine. I've done that on track days, listening (to those I respect), reading and applying it to my riding. I've seen life long riders fly off the track on their fancy Ducati's because they really had no feel for riding. So I know I need to keep honing skills...that work will never stop for me....and it's a good excuse to go to the track ;D
Lots of good advice here....treating all others on the road like they're trying to kill you is one I use everytime. If I was younger I'd probably be ripping a dirt bike but since I'm not I'll continue to do the track and enjoy my new found passion. My golf game has suffered since I took up motorcycles and you know I don't miss it!! ;D 8)
Lots of good advice here....treating all others on the road like they're trying to kill you is one I use everytime. If I was younger I'd probably be ripping a dirt bike but since I'm not I'll continue to do the track and enjoy my new found passion. My golf game has suffered since I took up motorcycles and you know I don't miss it!! ;D 8)
midlyfcrisis
Been Around the Block
i cant go to a golf course anymore because i dream of roosting the shit out of it on a motocross bike...sorry back on track.its only as dangerous as you choose to make it.have fun and pay attention no one else is
Hoosier Daddy
Earache my eye...
HA! Whenever I drive by one I always think "That would make a nice road course"... thought I was the only one.ole rob said:
spotty
Vmax...why,yes i think i will
assume that EVERY one else on the road is out to get you and WILL pull out/change lanes/brake for no reason/not brake
its kept me alive for the last 30 years, even thru those difficult 'learning' years (when i got my learners permit, there was no skills testing at all, you just answered some questions, walked out and rode away, i fell off 3 times the first day......)
its kept me alive for the last 30 years, even thru those difficult 'learning' years (when i got my learners permit, there was no skills testing at all, you just answered some questions, walked out and rode away, i fell off 3 times the first day......)
cqyqte
Grumpy retired oldtimer... "eat a Snickers bar"
If you have a specific desire to die some other way then position yourself to increase your odds. If you fixate on issues such as this then save yourself the worry and end it now . Frankly the only sure things in life are taxes and death so accept it and get on with living!
Most of the above have it right, be aware of those around you on the road, and don't take risks and enjoy the wind in your face. Think of it this way, do you want your epitaph to read "Here lies (whatever) he enjoyed life worrying how it will end!" I think not....
. Frankly the only sure things in life are taxes and death so accept it and get on with living!Most of the above have it right, be aware of those around you on the road, and don't take risks and enjoy the wind in your face. Think of it this way, do you want your epitaph to read "Here lies (whatever) he enjoyed life worrying how it will end!" I think not....
timeconsuming
Foolish until proven intelligent.
I'm a new rider with just a permit at the moment and I basically just ride like everyone is out to kill me, trust no one and expect them to do that stupid thing you would never imagine doing yourself.
Then I'm pleasantly surprised when people are courteous on the road and I stay alive and enjoy the ride. But really the only way I can completely enjoy myself and be clear headed is when the amount of cars dwindles and I'm sharing the road with no one (or just my buddies on my bikes).
In fact, riding with a few other guys makes the whole experience a lot less stressful. The sheer size of a small group, along with the sound, makes me feel a lot safer.
But in all reality, no matter how safe you ride, all it takes is one terrible situation. But where's the fun in no danger?
Then I'm pleasantly surprised when people are courteous on the road and I stay alive and enjoy the ride. But really the only way I can completely enjoy myself and be clear headed is when the amount of cars dwindles and I'm sharing the road with no one (or just my buddies on my bikes).
In fact, riding with a few other guys makes the whole experience a lot less stressful. The sheer size of a small group, along with the sound, makes me feel a lot safer.
But in all reality, no matter how safe you ride, all it takes is one terrible situation. But where's the fun in no danger?
Speedfiend
Coast to Coast
It's a fact; Everyone that rides a motorcycle will die.
Of course, that doesn't mean you will die ON a motorcycle.
But, I'd rather go like that than from rectal cancer.
Of course, that doesn't mean you will die ON a motorcycle.
But, I'd rather go like that than from rectal cancer.
timeconsuming
Foolish until proven intelligent.
Or rectal anything, for that matter.
Hoosier Daddy
Earache my eye...
*smirk*
