Last ride with Cat - RANTWell, that was about it.
I took the Buell to the HOG chapter meeting and wound up taking it home
after, to get my Harley. I was afraid that I would also fuck up the brake in
as I seriously wanted to keep up with the group but the Uly's manual
suggests 2500 RPM for the first 100 miles, that = 50 MPH in 5th gear. Then
way up to 3500 RPM for the rest of the first 500 miles. The bike had 38
miles on it when we began. So, I left Cat a message on her phone and fetched
another bike. In the meantime, I don't know if I've ever mentioned this here
but, Cat really can't ride. She never rides nor listens to anyone or pays
any attention to any of the instructional videos I've brought home. So, I
wasn't there when she careened out of control and almost ran into the rear
of the group. She said she jumped off the bike instead of trying to control
her motorcycle in a sudden stop. You see, Cat has a BAD habit of putting
both her feet down when she's stopping, taking her foot of her rear brake
and then sort of accelerating while she grabs the front brake.
So, of course, the bike went down. Luckily, it didn't hit anyone and cat was
okay. I showed up at the restaurant just about 15 minutes or so late. She
was livid. It was the "groups fault" and then it was "my fault", because I
wasn't there. I was very concerned about her physical condition, but that
didn't matter. She was pissed that she dropped her bike in public. The
group, in general, was very demeaning to Cat and then to myself. This
started to upset me.
When I arrived at the destination, the so called the so called "Safety
Officer" suggested I take a beginning rider's chapter ride.
It seems, because I was braking in the new Buell at 55mph, keeping it under
2500 RPM, on the Golden State Freeway, one of their veteran Neanderthals,
who blew past me, with his buddy, at about 90MPH, told Cat and the "Safety
Officer" that I didn't know how to ride and insinuated that I must have
crashed before the first stop. This was before Cat got the phone message
that I was taking the Buell home. Nice touch.
After 31 years and probably a half a million or so miles in a saddle, that
ignorant suggestion really set me off.
Then the so called "Safety Officer" invited me to sit with him and his
Neanderthal buddies to chat about the proper way to ride in a group, during
lunch. I declined saying that I didn't want to get into any fights, on a
lovely day like this.
Cat and I went on without the group. The "official" Glendale HOG Chapter
ride stops at whatever restaurant their destination is. This being that the
chapter doesn't want to be responsible for the riding after the heavy
drinking that goes on at the luncheon.
That doesn't mean that they don't ride home together after the drinking. So,
we went on alone. I watched Cat for awhile and then pointed out that she
wasn't braking right, because of the feet thing. She started screaming at me
saying that she rides the freeway okay and I don't know what I'm talking
about. The crash wasn't her fault it was the groups. So, my reaction was to
tell her that, "You don't know how to ride and that I'm afraid for your
safety". I then told her that she should sell her Sportster before she gets
seriously hurt or killed (I'm deadly serious about my last statement. She
really scares me and I don't know what I would say to her family when she
gets into a serious accident).
Then, as she paddled her Sportster into a 3 point U-Turn, I did several
small donuts, about half the size of her paddling U-turn, on my Deuce. Yet
another smart move on my part.
Anyway, she say's she'll never ride with another group or with me. That
she's a good rider, if she's by herself. My brilliant reply was "Boy it's
strange how someone could think their such a great rider and yet never
ride". I was really on it today. I rode home alone and now I'm heading for
the couch.
By the way, when she arrived home I was in the garage. She almost crashed
into my bikes saying "see it happened again!". I said, so it's the bikes
fault now? She said "Yes! I just can't seen to stop the Sportster, I was
fine with my Shadow". The Sportster has a big disc in the front and a small
disc in the back. Good brakes. The Shadow had a tiny disc on the front and
an unbelievably tiny drum on the back. Dangerous brakes, for sure.
So It's off to the couch now. Thanks for listening.
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