mcatrophy
Privileged to ride a 2018 FJR1300AS
It had just rained for the first time for a day, just a little drizzle.
Just left home, got about a mile, turned onto a side road. Opened the throttle, and WWWWWOOOOAAAAHHHH, the back end started quite violently sideways.
"Oh, SH!T, not again" thought I, desperately banging left foot, right foot, left foot down. "I am NOT GOING DOWN" I shouted to myself, mindful of a previous event.
I kept the bars pointing to the front, meanwhile a mental picture went through my overloaded brain of Rossi hanging on to the bars whilst in the middle of a high side from which he recovered. "This is only a little wobble" said I. (But it felt like a big wobble.)
Eventually the bike settled, trundling along at a gentle 20, all innocently, as if nothing had happened.
After years of riding in the UK's weather you'd have thought I would have known that
Oh, yes, no really nasty result = no pictures.
So, as the inclement weather increases, please, just be careful out there.
Just left home, got about a mile, turned onto a side road. Opened the throttle, and WWWWWOOOOAAAAHHHH, the back end started quite violently sideways.
"Oh, SH!T, not again" thought I, desperately banging left foot, right foot, left foot down. "I am NOT GOING DOWN" I shouted to myself, mindful of a previous event.
I kept the bars pointing to the front, meanwhile a mental picture went through my overloaded brain of Rossi hanging on to the bars whilst in the middle of a high side from which he recovered. "This is only a little wobble" said I. (But it felt like a big wobble.)
Eventually the bike settled, trundling along at a gentle 20, all innocently, as if nothing had happened.
After years of riding in the UK's weather you'd have thought I would have known that
- New rain = slippery road
- Cold tyres = poor grip
- FJR throttle = loads of torque
Oh, yes, no really nasty result = no pictures.
So, as the inclement weather increases, please, just be careful out there.