Who needs caffeine when you have decreasing-radius curves?
Finally a day where there wasn’t a ton of fog at the higher elevations. Even though it’s a little bit longer and the last few times I’ve tried I’ve gotten socked in with fog, I rode Skyline Boulevard in to the office today.
I’ve ridden Skyline enough that it doesn’t have any real surprises for me. It doesn’t really qualify as twisty, but it has some curves that if taken at a high enough rate of speed will force a rider to really commit and stay committed. It’s a pretty smooth, well-maintained road and when the sun is shining as it was today, it’s a really beautiful stretch of road.
It’s not often that the combination of road conditions and my own comfort level at that time permit me to really stretch my limits. But it really is necessary to my development as a rider. If I can’t feel the panic rise in the pit of my stomach I can’t train myself to hold my line and roll on the throttle. I keep on hearing it said (and I can say it myself) that I’ve never dropped the bike because I was going too fast for the bike to handle a curve; I’ve only dropped the bike when I’ve chickened out and panicked. So some of those long, sweeping curves on Skyline were great for me today. Commit to the curve, get in, stay in, then when the curve tightens and keeps going longer than I’m comfortable with, stay with it and gently roll on the throttle. The reaction to the pit of my stomach dropping needs to be “stay with it” not “hit the brake.”
I’ve heard my tires chirp when I’ve downshifted before, but today was the first time I’ve ever heard my tires make a sustained squeal when I wasn’t on the brake. Gotta love engine braking on a shaft-driven bike. No, really, I do love it. But maybe I should have tried slowing down a little earlier before the turn onto Page Mill.
If Skyline is an old familiar buddy who is glad to see you, Page Mill Road is that ornery bastard who has great stories to tell even though he’s a pain to be around. There are a lot of first-gear switchbacks and the road is twisty enough that it’s really a second-gear road in general. Add to that the general state of disrepair – there are large chunks of pavement missing every ten or fifteen feet, a lot of loose gravel right at the apex of curves, and even the recently-paved smooth sections are just paved over some really uneven road, so the drops and bumps are just as dramatic, but not as sharp as they might otherwise be. And harder to see as well.
Yet the view from Page Mill is gorgeous, and there’s rarely much traffic on it except for bicyclists. So it’s a great road for trying to keep me on my toes and paying attention to the road. It’s either keep my eyes open or take the whole thing at five mph. Especially riding alone it’s a road on which to stay real frosty.
So believe you me, by the time I got to work this morning, I was awake!
Seen the weird little brick
Seen the weird little brick castle tower on the Old Page Mill turnoff? Any theories as to what the heck it is?
Have you made sparks yet?
Have you made sparks yet?
Hell no. I have a bike with
Hell no. I have a bike with some ground clearance. I’ve scuffed my Metzlers within about an eight of an inch of their sidewalls, so I have a little bit farther over I can lean, but my pegs haven’t even been close to the ground, and the parts that will spark when ground (eg my pipes) I’d really rather keep from touching the pavement, thank you anyhow.
Well, it’s not as much about
Well, it’s not as much about clearance, as it is about pushing the envelope. There will come a time as you progress that you will spark. The first time will scare the fuck out of you. The third time, when you realize you aren’t going to die, it’s exilerating.By the fifth time, you’ll be used to it.
No, it’s a lot about ground
No, it’s a lot about ground clearance, and of course how far out things stick at different heights on the bike. I can scrape the pegs of my Virago on every turn without pushing the envelope *at all* because the bike rides low enough that it doesn’t need much tilt to scrape. You really can’t lean a Harley with floorboards as far over as an Aprilia, despite what some folks might say after a few beers.
Also, I plan on following the advice of my MSF ERC instructor: never scrape anything that isn’t on a hinge. Footpegs, OK, I’m happy to scrape them up. But I’d rather not drag anything that’s fixed to the bike.
So have I ever “made sparks”? Yeah. But not on the Moto Guzzi. Only on the Virago. Again, with the Guzzi, It will be a while before I scrape the pegs. I have a lot farther over to lean before the pegs come near the pavement.
You’re forgetting, there are
You’re forgetting, there are things that stick out beside pegs. Crash bars, for example.
What makes you think I
What makes you think I forgot? I swear to God, Randy you ought to learn to read.
You never mentioned them-
You never mentioned them- perhaps you should learn to write.
Oh come on.
I mentioned
Oh come on.
I mentioned floorboards, “things that stick out” and “anything that’s fixed to the bike” **other than footpegs**, all specifically in the context of things that scrape. How is that in any way forgetting that there are parts of a motorcycle other than footpegs?
And why would I have to mention crashbars anyway? I don’t have any. I will FOR SURE never make sparks with crashbars on either of my motorcycles (or in deference to you, my “scooters” because neither of them is a real motorcycle, right?).
Crash bars are a part not on a hinge, a part I think should not be scraped by the pavement. If your bike will go over that far and your crash bars are scraping in the corners, all you’ve done is limited the performance of your bike.
“Crash bars are a part not
“Crash bars are a part not on a hinge, a part I think should not be scraped by the pavement. If your bike will go over that far and your crash bars are scraping in the corners, all you’ve done is limited the performance of your bike.”
Take a trip from Placerville to Auburn, and then say that.
You mean Route 49? I’ll make
You mean Route 49? I’ll make a point of it. I’ve only ever ridden a short stretch of it, from Salmon Falls Rd to Rt 193, and honestly I don’t remember that stretch particularly well. We were kinda going SW to NE and 49 goes SE to NW.
All I’m saying is that if you’ve got something that’s keeping you from going any farther over, um, then you’ve got to do racer tricks like hanging your ass off the low side of the bike in order to corner any faster. If I’m scraping non-movable parts, then the bike wants to go over farther than it physically can because that part is in the way. Removing said part would allow deeper, faster cornering.