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Thank you all for the advice. Most every post said something very significant, and I’m thankful that so many of you took the time to post.
I did some further thinking as to why I got myself in such hot water with the Busa and came up with the conclusion that I was being an idiot.
I was pushing the envelope with a piece of equipment that had not yet fully bonded with: My XX would get crazy at high RPM’s, it would redline, and the party would stop until next gear. The busa starts her party at low RPM’s and keeps going and going and GOING!! Before I knew it, I was at 8K RPM and spooked at to why I was going so freaking fast. I was like: “I don’t understand thisâ€.
I was speeding on unfamiliar roads: I was on an expressway that I’d never ridden on: Before I knew it, I was at 125 or so, the road started an unexpected curve, cars started merging from the right, and TREES WERE ALL AROUND. Oh the trees! Switching the load from the back tire to the front tire, while initiating a change of direction, (with cars merging from my right) left me one step away from SplatsVille, USA. My tires felt so thin right then!
I let my ego dictate my actions: A M3 was taunting me and my ego wanted to put him in is place! All I can say is that letting one’s ego dictate decisions on the Busa is a one-way ticket to trouble.
Total rookie mistakes…despite my experience.... The mistakes above are just a few reasons why people die on motorcycles.
The good news is that I got back in the saddle yesterday. Dropped off the kid at a friend’s house for two hours and did some Busa bonding. Other than an idiot almost turning left in front of me, the ride was wonderful. Maintained throttle until a choice moment or two. Did a couple of nice 130mph taps and was not scared in the least. Nothing but open road and the sound of ram air singing between my legs.
How sweet is that? My bike is so beautiful and I love it. It is perfect for me.
But…..I do think so much of the dangers, having seen the immediate aftermaths of two dead pilots on the road. Victims of a car turning left – both of them. Sadly, I went back the next day to visit the chalk marks of one fallen brother’s body on the pavement... just to think about it. The risks for us are so real. He was going no faster than 40.
Thank you all. I appreciate your input more than you know.
Scott
I did some further thinking as to why I got myself in such hot water with the Busa and came up with the conclusion that I was being an idiot.
I was pushing the envelope with a piece of equipment that had not yet fully bonded with: My XX would get crazy at high RPM’s, it would redline, and the party would stop until next gear. The busa starts her party at low RPM’s and keeps going and going and GOING!! Before I knew it, I was at 8K RPM and spooked at to why I was going so freaking fast. I was like: “I don’t understand thisâ€.
I was speeding on unfamiliar roads: I was on an expressway that I’d never ridden on: Before I knew it, I was at 125 or so, the road started an unexpected curve, cars started merging from the right, and TREES WERE ALL AROUND. Oh the trees! Switching the load from the back tire to the front tire, while initiating a change of direction, (with cars merging from my right) left me one step away from SplatsVille, USA. My tires felt so thin right then!
I let my ego dictate my actions: A M3 was taunting me and my ego wanted to put him in is place! All I can say is that letting one’s ego dictate decisions on the Busa is a one-way ticket to trouble.
Total rookie mistakes…despite my experience.... The mistakes above are just a few reasons why people die on motorcycles.
The good news is that I got back in the saddle yesterday. Dropped off the kid at a friend’s house for two hours and did some Busa bonding. Other than an idiot almost turning left in front of me, the ride was wonderful. Maintained throttle until a choice moment or two. Did a couple of nice 130mph taps and was not scared in the least. Nothing but open road and the sound of ram air singing between my legs.
How sweet is that? My bike is so beautiful and I love it. It is perfect for me.
But…..I do think so much of the dangers, having seen the immediate aftermaths of two dead pilots on the road. Victims of a car turning left – both of them. Sadly, I went back the next day to visit the chalk marks of one fallen brother’s body on the pavement... just to think about it. The risks for us are so real. He was going no faster than 40.
Thank you all. I appreciate your input more than you know.
Scott