O and I are kind of lone wolves. We are not members of any civic organizations or any friendly clubs. Even when we travelled, it has always been the two of us – and now of course with the kids. We never joined any tour groups. Well, one time we travelled with O’s cousin and his family. Although it was an ok trip, I realized that they wanted different things out of the travel. Experiences that are not the same as what we seek.
But yesterday, after 6 years of being lone wolves on the road, O was finally convinced to join the local motorcycle club. They were having a 4-day inter-island trip this July. Complete with a back-up van and mechanics too. I don’t know, the thought of all those motorcycles driving together worries me. Not all know how to maintain their space or to adjust accordingly based on the rider in front of him.
The other day, we took Brunhilde for a ride together with a friend. Friend was riding solo on his 800. I was backriding with O. We were behind him. The route we took had lots of twists/curves. I was a bit apprehensive every time we took the curve. Not because of O’s skill but because Friend slowed down considerably every time he negotiated the curve, such that by the time we were to take the curve, Friend was just slightly over a car length away. Too near. I was so afraid we would crash into him. I think it should be 3 car lengths distance from each motorcycle. We of course tried to lengthen the distance between him and us but he was not consistent with his speed. Sometimes we would be as much as 5 car lengths away then as we approached a curve, that distance would alarmingly shorten. The steeper the curve the quicker he slowed down and we would find ourselves too near him again.
People always shook their heads when they found out we would take motorcycle rides around the island (and even inter island) by ourselves. They would always admonish us to travel with a group since it would be safer, having back-up and all.
But after that ride, I think I would feel safer without a group. Well, maybe if a more experienced rider were in front of us, that’d be ok. But I think Friend wasn’t that confident of his riding skills yet.
This weekend, he again suggested a ride together. I told O that we had to be farther away from him or better yet, be in front this time. We’ll see if my opinion about joining the pack will change.