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I was in a bar in Pennsylvania with 6 of my buddies. I am a non drinker so I ordered a coke. It was clear that we were all on bikes. She said to me "You can have your cokes for free if you are the designated driver."
This is not a Harley put down, but more of a new to biking issue... ...they are all complaining about the Triumph because it is too small to keep up on the highway!!
This is not a Harley put down, but more of a new to biking issue. A friend of mine who is new to biking bought a big Harley to ride with a few of his other friends who also bought big Harleys. They are all in their 60s so they have lots of money to spare. One of them, however, bought one of the new Triumph Bonnevilles. So they all go out for a ride on the highway and they are all complaining about the Triumph because it is too small to keep up on the highway!!
So they all go out for a ride on the highway and they are all complaining about the Triumph because it is too small to keep up on the highway!!
Doesn't that just tork you off?
Could be a self-esteem thing, or could be a new rider thing. Some new riders, even in groups, don't know that there is any motorcycle than a Harley, or any engine displacement below 1300cc. Seems strange to us, but they can be very ignorant.When I was riding my Centauro to work, a guy who wanted a bike to ride, who had never ridden before, showed up on an 1100cc HD-clone Vtwin of some kind. He asked me about my Centauro. "How big is it?" inquires he. "990cc" sez I."Is that really big enough to ride on the highway? The guys I ride with are telling me that mine needs to be bigger so I can keep up on the rides they're planning." Of course, in order to make a point, I told him that I would give him any sort of start he wanted, and then blow the wheels off his plodding cruiser so hard he wouldn't even see me go by, or some man-response of that sort.He didn't get it, I guess, or ignored it, which is more likely, because after about 300 miles in the first month on his 1100cc tiddler, he showed up on an 1800cc cruiser of some other kind and rode happily all summer, after which he sold it and never went back to riding. If I met one at work, I'm sure there are thousands, nay, hundreds of thousands like him on there on the road.Lannis
Displacement is only half a measure. The other half is RPM. Without knowing how quickly you are pushing a liter through the jugs you have no inkling how much power you are harnessing.Displacement is a flawed measure. Ought to give up using it.
I wonder what one of those Harley guys would say when "one of them 600 Ninjas" just blow them into the weeds?
I do get a kick out of Hildo's video, in which he drag races a CBR1000RR with his chopper (which I'm sure most have already seen). The kid on the Honda should have been more wary of a very short drag race. :) (first race is about 1/2 way through)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NdKqe0LdWwc
Strange, you don't think of Dutch guys being funny old guys. The beauty of videos ....
I figure each country has its share of funny old guys.
They'll tell you the story from an old EasyRiders magazine of "Nitrous Jack" who had a nitrous bottle on his righteous Panhead chop and whenever a Z-1 Kaw blew by their Harleys, he'd crack the valve and take off after them and go by them before rejoining the group in triumph ....Lannis
So, in the '70s, I'm riding home drunk (from work!) at night in Pennsylvania, formerly a very strict , anti motorcycling state, with straight pipes, ape hangars, no helmet, expired tags, no inspection sticker, and a lighting system that requires the bike to be revved up to work at all. Cop pulls me over , "You know why I pulled you over?" I just snorted. "Nope"
I had a brief conversation with some bagger dudes at the start of a local rally. The entire route, round trip, was about 250 miles. After looking at my Ducati, bagger guy says to me, great looking Duck there, bet it's fast but you can't go very far without stopping for a break? I says, yeah, it's not the most forgiving and comfortable ride, I can usually manage about an hour and a half before needing a stretch. He laughs and laughs. I really should look at something more comfortable, you know, if I want to roll with this crowd. We chat a little more and decide that we'll all ride together. The ride gets under way and we're cruising along, and, about 20 miles in we're stopping for a drink. Ok. That's odd. Then 20 miles later we're at another bar. Hmmmm. It's, what, 10:30 am? Maybe someone had to hit the head? Alrighty. Another 30 miles amd we're stopping again. I'm drinking club soda and watching this group get slowly inebriated. But that's not the point. The issue I'm having is that these guys were razing me about not being able to tour and every half hour we're stopping for a wiz and another 7 and 7! So I broke away and didn't see any of them again. I'm sure they thought I went home after such vigorous and unrelenting "touring."
Had one clown state that in case of a "tank slapper" you should let go of the handlebars. My wife RAN in the other direction, when asked about her reaction she said I wanted to slap the stupid out of him but figured it was an all day job and I had other things to do today. LMAO. BTW, this clown also states he has over a million miles ridden, no doubt all on straight roads on a cruiser.