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I was coming back from WV yesterday morning and crossing the peak of Big Walker Mtn. It was a beautiful day and the leaves are such a pretty bunch of colors this time of year. The ride had been uneventful so far and I was enjoying carving the curves and leaning my bike. I had already crossed East River Mtn earlier and got some really good lean time in.
After stopping at the tourist trap on the peak of the mountain and having a smoke I set out down the other side. About two miles down the road I hit a patch of what felt like ice. It was most likely a diesel spill. My front tire is bald and it slid and I nearly went down. Instinctively I put my foot down to brace the bike up and today it's very sore. It bounced back and over my saddlebags just as I regained control of the bike and pulled over for another cigarette. Had I not regained control, I would have been laying over the side of the mountain until someone found me.
The scene keeps flashing through my mind. The whole incident does. Glad I was wearing my chaps and boots and heavy coat. I usually ride in a t-shirt, but it's too cool up there for that this time of the year.
So I made it back, bike ran fine, but I slowed down the rest of the way home and didn't blindly lean into any curves like that any more. Learned my lesson. And got great gas mileage. About 60mpg at one point.
After stopping at the tourist trap on the peak of the mountain and having a smoke I set out down the other side. About two miles down the road I hit a patch of what felt like ice. It was most likely a diesel spill. My front tire is bald and it slid and I nearly went down. Instinctively I put my foot down to brace the bike up and today it's very sore. It bounced back and over my saddlebags just as I regained control of the bike and pulled over for another cigarette. Had I not regained control, I would have been laying over the side of the mountain until someone found me.
The scene keeps flashing through my mind. The whole incident does. Glad I was wearing my chaps and boots and heavy coat. I usually ride in a t-shirt, but it's too cool up there for that this time of the year.
So I made it back, bike ran fine, but I slowed down the rest of the way home and didn't blindly lean into any curves like that any more. Learned my lesson. And got great gas mileage. About 60mpg at one point.