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It was pretty cloudy last Friday but after a couple of days of solid rain I was itching to get out and do a little riding. I checked the radar at weather.com as soon as I got out of work and saw that while there were thunderstorms all around there was a nice clear patch to the southeast. Coincidentally, there is also a nice little patch of twisties to the southeast. Figuring that was a good omen if I ever saw one, I headed out to do a little riding.
Got a few sprinkles and splatters on the way down there, but nothing major. Of course, the instant I set rubber on the first twisty bit the sky unloaded. I rode the next 10 miles or so muttering dark curses at the weatherman. I also came to the conclusion that the busa really sucks as a wet weather vehicle. The stock windshield channels all the rain up and right into my neck and visor making visibility really poor. I tried ducking down to get out of the slipstream but there was no way to avoid the rain.
I finally jumped on the interstate and headed back home. Of course, as soon as I did that the rain lightened up again. On the way back I passed a bunch of Harley riders huddled under an underpass. I guess they melt if they get damp. I threw them a cheery wave as I zipped by.
Seeing them got me to thinking: what is it about riding a Harley that makes people such wimps? I've been wondering about this for a few years now. If it's raining out you always find them hiding under an underpass. If it drops below 60 you don't see any of them on the roads anymore. It just seems to be Harley riders, too. I'll admit to not riding in the rain if I can avoid it, but I certainly won't stop if I get wet. I see a few older model bikes on the roads most of the winter, at least until the temperatures drop to the 20s and lower. Then it's just me and the BMW riders. I've contemplated asking my boss about it as he's the only Harley rider I know, but something tells me that might not be the best course of action.
Got a few sprinkles and splatters on the way down there, but nothing major. Of course, the instant I set rubber on the first twisty bit the sky unloaded. I rode the next 10 miles or so muttering dark curses at the weatherman. I also came to the conclusion that the busa really sucks as a wet weather vehicle. The stock windshield channels all the rain up and right into my neck and visor making visibility really poor. I tried ducking down to get out of the slipstream but there was no way to avoid the rain.
I finally jumped on the interstate and headed back home. Of course, as soon as I did that the rain lightened up again. On the way back I passed a bunch of Harley riders huddled under an underpass. I guess they melt if they get damp. I threw them a cheery wave as I zipped by.
Seeing them got me to thinking: what is it about riding a Harley that makes people such wimps? I've been wondering about this for a few years now. If it's raining out you always find them hiding under an underpass. If it drops below 60 you don't see any of them on the roads anymore. It just seems to be Harley riders, too. I'll admit to not riding in the rain if I can avoid it, but I certainly won't stop if I get wet. I see a few older model bikes on the roads most of the winter, at least until the temperatures drop to the 20s and lower. Then it's just me and the BMW riders. I've contemplated asking my boss about it as he's the only Harley rider I know, but something tells me that might not be the best course of action.