Brough's story about the dog chasing him reminded me of this:
Saturday's trip with by ABATE H-D brethren sort of annoyed me at one point. (OK, first I was annoyed becuase they ride too slow and riding in formation is too much work. See ya on the other end, guys!)
We had to park in a field (right next to horses, which are used to cannon blasts, so the bikes didn't bother them) and it was dry but rutted in some places and gravelly in others...not exactly great environs for a high-powered Bandit with street tires, not fat H-D wheels.
The people in front of me kept dawling in deciding on a parking spot, and so I was going slow to avoid running over them, mushing my gonads in the ruts, and having the bike leave the ground coming out of the ruts. So someone in good nature said "do you need a push?!" When I mentioned later that I was avoiding running over the person in front of me, I got "that's what your clutch is for".
While parking, since I don't have the yard-long chrome sidestand, I was dropping a mudbud under the sidestand and pushing in place with my foot, this woman came up and worried over me and asked if I needed help.
For some reason, this all cheesed me off. I don't need anyone's help! I can ride across a field and park, but I know my limits as a rider, and my bike's limits as a torque machine. I guess I felt like I was being looked down on people who have no idea what I can do, where I've been, etc.
for listening.
Topic: Training Wheels NOT Needed (Off-Roading Bandit) (Read 2304 times)