It has been a long season, but finally yesterday everything started to click. I really wasn’t expecting it, but right out of the gate my lap-times dropped four seconds to 1:56.7, a solid B+ (intermediate/advanced) group time. Moving from being the fast guy in the slow group to the truly fast group, I was a little worried, but after a few laps I felt pretty much at home and happy to be able to keep pace with riders at this level.
Today though I was hit by another rider at 108mph at turn 1 which fortunately for me did not make me crash but I did run off the track and was shaken up a bit mentally. Can’t say the same about the other rider, but it was his mistake… After taking a big tumble in the dirt he was able to walk it off, but his bike was in bad shape – possibly totaled. After taking some time off to allow my nerves to settle down, I decided to call it a day and be content with yesterdays personal best lap time. To ride at these speeds you really do need to have a very clear mind and be-in-the-mood to go fast in order to have fun and be safe.
Robbin Williams, when asked why he liked bicycling so much said, “because it’s the closest thing to flying.” This Labor Day weekend, like most weekends I spent a lot of time on two wheels. Three days climbing some 10,000 combined feet in the Santa Cruz mountains on my mountain bike. And one morning riding with a group of sport-bike friends through the tight twisties of the same Santa Cruz mountains, then down beautiful Highway 1 for lunch in Capitola.
One of the things I like most about riding on two wheels, is that it is an individual pursuit. For me, riding a bicycle alone for two hours with techno music in my ears is a very physical but for me zenfull time. Alone in the quite mountains….allowing the natural energy in my body to power the experience.
Riding with a group of sportbike riders is a very, very different two wheel experience. Powering through the mountains in line, going way to fast… but that is what it is. Lane splitting through traffic and occasionally being very loud. It is still a very exhilarating and at times scary/thrilling two wheel experience.
Usually I have found two wheel riders are either bicyclists or motorcyclists, but very rarely are they the same. For me it’s being a good dog and a bad dog at the same time. I guess I need a bit of both in my life.