I love my bike despite today's riding experience being a real contrast. We were a group of around 20 bikes which included:
Fireblade
2 x R1
GSXR1000 k3
GSXR 750
KTM 990 Duke
Buell 1200
Cagiva Raptor 1000
Fazer 1000
Fazer 600
GSXR 600
Ninja ZX10R
Ninja ZX9R
Z750
CBR600F
Ducati 749S
Triumph 900 triple.
The pace today was FAST...definitely not Highway Code approved and yes much more suited to the track. But the weather was bright and cold with sunshine and riding was just so enjoyable.
I actually found out today that if I actually want to let my bike rip it can actually stay with the best of them as the only benefit they have over me at times is straight line speed, or more accuratley the extra grunt to hit higher speeds that much quicker. I was pleased to see that if I want to I can corner as fast as the quickest and even with my too many years riding...I was very pleased to see that.
The only time anyone went passed me today was if I decided I would let him go, as I could have actually kept him back if I really wanted to...but it didn't matter to me.
So after a coffee and a toast we decided to do another run down the mountain and back up. Apolagies but once again we were quick! I had great fun making a nuisance of myself right behind José on his R1.

But when we gathhered at our turn around point, we realised someone was missing. One of the guys had indeed come off. Riding his Triumph 900 with big Police type fairing. A tightening left hander had undone him, he said he felt the front let go and it was "bye bye".
The left hand side of his petrol tank was completely flattened and mainly plastics damage elsewhere. A fair old impact indeed. But David the rider had no more than sore ribs and a sore left thigh! Fooking amazing when you saw the bike.
So after getting the bike taken away and an ambulance to attend to look at David we headed home very leisurely.
But would you believe it? A few klicks further on in to a tightish right hander and no more than say 30 mph, I felt for that split second...my front tyre slip. Anyone who has experienced knows that instant "oh fook" thought that goes through your head. But maybe it was luck, the fact I had a small amount of counter steer force on the bars or it was merely I had touched a bit of crap on the road.....she gripped again and although I had then gone a touch wide....I sighed with relief. A bit nervous for the remaining right handers but live to tell the tale.
Funny aint it? You ride like a bat and all works out ok, but then potter along and you nearly have a fall?
But she didnt fall and we had had plenty of good fun earlier so she is forgiven and I love her even more!