Riding is more than cathartic for me. It is the machine and I becoming one as we twist and turn. I have never been, nor aspire to be cool,,,but there is satisfaction at perfectly executing turns, following the ess of the yellow line in rhythm.
I know I used to think I was a good rider. I am only discovering now that I don't know much about riding. I am confident. I am able. I understand the mechanics of riding and the bike. It is taking command of the bike I am still learning. Willing it through a narrow passage...knowing it is tight, but moving your body to move the machine an inch to the left around a mirror of a car...it is looking beyond the tight corner to see the oncoming car and knowing how to react.
Our new destination has been Steveston. The gelato is great....and the there is enough variation in the rode and route to venture..either 6 road to Steveston or through the tunnel. I can tell I am outgrowing the CRM....my throttle hand aches from trying to keep it at 80 K.....I will miss this bike. It has been good to me.