Sorry, this has been bugging me for the last few days. I have to vomit it all out or I'm gonna get sick.
Did our usual loop on Sunday. Around 12:30 we were riding east on 84 when a guy on an R1 passed us about 2 miles before La Honda.
No big deal. We were going along a decent clip but weren't pushing it. We caught up with him at the beginning of those 2nd & 3rd-gear sweepers at Troutmere.
Typical squid wearing a textile jacket and helmet but little else related to motorcycling. Baggy jeans, way too short, revealed exposed shins. Air Jordans completed the package.
When he realized we were on his tail he twisted the throttle as soon the road straightened up. Once at the next corner he slowed way down, hesitated, and pussy-footed his way through the turn. This charade repeated itself over & over until we reached La Honda proper, when our fearless rider sped past the fire/sheriff's station. Brilliant, Einstein.
Once out of La Honda, my riding buddy had enough. He quickly found an opening through a corner and sped past R1 man, who was startled. Unfortunately, I found myself stuck behind this guy but quickly concluded that it was way too dangerous to attempt a pass. Fearing that this dude was about to bin his bike, I backed way off.
I watched as he made right turns with his left knee jutting out. Left turns with his right knee out. The worst lines ever. Actually, they were more like zig-zags through the corners.
After a 1/2 mile we came upon my riding buddy, who was behind several cars. Oncoming traffic was typically heavy for a Sunday afternoon. The R1 squid crossed the DY to make his pass and disappeared.
When we got to the 84/35 intersection, I looked for him but he was nowhere to be found.
I haven't seen such appalling riding in months. There, I feel better now.
Oh, I forgot: M4M.
Did our usual loop on Sunday. Around 12:30 we were riding east on 84 when a guy on an R1 passed us about 2 miles before La Honda.
No big deal. We were going along a decent clip but weren't pushing it. We caught up with him at the beginning of those 2nd & 3rd-gear sweepers at Troutmere.
Typical squid wearing a textile jacket and helmet but little else related to motorcycling. Baggy jeans, way too short, revealed exposed shins. Air Jordans completed the package.
When he realized we were on his tail he twisted the throttle as soon the road straightened up. Once at the next corner he slowed way down, hesitated, and pussy-footed his way through the turn. This charade repeated itself over & over until we reached La Honda proper, when our fearless rider sped past the fire/sheriff's station. Brilliant, Einstein.
Once out of La Honda, my riding buddy had enough. He quickly found an opening through a corner and sped past R1 man, who was startled. Unfortunately, I found myself stuck behind this guy but quickly concluded that it was way too dangerous to attempt a pass. Fearing that this dude was about to bin his bike, I backed way off.
I watched as he made right turns with his left knee jutting out. Left turns with his right knee out. The worst lines ever. Actually, they were more like zig-zags through the corners.
After a 1/2 mile we came upon my riding buddy, who was behind several cars. Oncoming traffic was typically heavy for a Sunday afternoon. The R1 squid crossed the DY to make his pass and disappeared.
When we got to the 84/35 intersection, I looked for him but he was nowhere to be found.
I haven't seen such appalling riding in months. There, I feel better now.
Oh, I forgot: M4M.
