What an adventure I had on the way home from work today!
Picture this:
Mostly Sunny
85 Deg
Moderate traffic flow
And it’s Friday afternoon!
So there I am tooling down I-270 at about, ahem, 75ish minding my own business. My exit is coming up so I gracefully leave the fast lane and start making my way to the ramp. Now the ramp that is coming up is one of those ‘round’ ramps that we all try to double the posted limit on, but this time I am taking it relatively easy. So I prepare for the turn, speed is right, lane position is right, rider position on bike is right, let’s do this thing. So I start leaning for the turn. Problem is the bike doesn’t want to lean, she’s trying to stay up. I am rapidly running out of pavement, so I hunker down and force that beast over, but something just doesn’t feel right. So halfway through the turn, I bring it up and then try to lean it again, you know, just to get the feel of it. Again, it was extremely difficult to get it over. By this time, I know something is not right, but what could it be? So I pull up to the red light and begin the inspection from the saddle, I lean over to the right check the rear, looks good, look to the front and “Awe shi#!†Look what I saw:
Picture this:
Mostly Sunny
85 Deg
Moderate traffic flow
And it’s Friday afternoon!
So there I am tooling down I-270 at about, ahem, 75ish minding my own business. My exit is coming up so I gracefully leave the fast lane and start making my way to the ramp. Now the ramp that is coming up is one of those ‘round’ ramps that we all try to double the posted limit on, but this time I am taking it relatively easy. So I prepare for the turn, speed is right, lane position is right, rider position on bike is right, let’s do this thing. So I start leaning for the turn. Problem is the bike doesn’t want to lean, she’s trying to stay up. I am rapidly running out of pavement, so I hunker down and force that beast over, but something just doesn’t feel right. So halfway through the turn, I bring it up and then try to lean it again, you know, just to get the feel of it. Again, it was extremely difficult to get it over. By this time, I know something is not right, but what could it be? So I pull up to the red light and begin the inspection from the saddle, I lean over to the right check the rear, looks good, look to the front and “Awe shi#!†Look what I saw: