I've been wondering who to discuss this with. Who else but the guys you regularly ride with.
A couple of things have been on my mind lately.
A few weeks ago VIC KSRC did a ride to Arthurs Seat. Quite a few good mates and riders around me. It was wet on the mountain, however
I didn't give it a blast as it was MrsDuanes first visit there and spent a bit of time showing her the road and looking after her.
A few of us took the ferry back to Queenscliffe and rode home through Geelong. On the Princes Hwy myself and a good mate on a CBR600 stopped at a set of lights and he said this was a good chance to see how the Hoonda revved out. Fark you, I thought, you won't get near the 1100, ya bitch. The lights changed to green (that's a good omen) and we both cranked it hard. As expected he did me early with me thinking, I'll have you as I drop it into third, fark'n Hoonda.
To my initial shock, I couldn't get near him and he disappeared into the sunset leaving me wallowing behind.
The bike must still be rooted from the stack. What could it be? On the way home the embarrassment had me searching for ideas.
The headers are too restricted, shit in the carbies, timing gone amiss.
There must be a problem !! Everyone knows the Ronster can ride, he's quick,
he's fearless, he can scrape the pegs on the 1100 monster around any corner.
I was home half an hour later and already knew what the problem was.
The only real remaining damage from the Healesville stack was to my nerve.
Will it come back or will there always be a sub-conscious handbrake with me. I've been stacking bikes and cars for many years and have never noticed this phenomonen before.
There is a ride to Healesville on the 30th, where I am an honorary Forest Ranger. As we head along Chum Creek Rd will the phenomonen disappear
or will my balls decrease in size even more.
Looking forward to the experience, I think.
PC