Susan
That Romance Author Lady
For one reason or another, I've ridden pillion more in the last few weeks than ever before.
VF1000: I still feel like I'm going to die every time I'm on the back of this bike.
FZ6: I let DH get on the front of Precious yesterday and take me for a ride. It was that or take the VF, and we needed to pick up a customer's Goldwing and take it for a good long day of riding (something to do with de-gunking the starter motor chain/sprocket/thing), and I wasn't going to ride the VF all day with its worn-out tires and all the levers set up for someone 10" taller than I am. Anyway, it wasn't as bad riding on the back of Precious because the pillion seat is higher and I informed DH I could see the speedometer over his shoulder. I told him what you guys said, and he offered to put tape over it for me. Also, I think he's starting to understand how scary it is for me back there. Shouldn't be, but it is.
After riding all afternoon (just me on Precious again, which was lovely), we changed the oil on the Goldwing, tested the starter again (yay, a can of Seafoam in the engine oil did the trick), and took the old beast for a test ride. You know? It wasn't that bad. I know the bike is heavier and could do more damage to a person if it landed on her, but there's something about a big, honking bike with a La-Z-Boy on the back of it that's less terrifying. Hmmm. Maybe when we're much, much older?
VF1000: I still feel like I'm going to die every time I'm on the back of this bike.
FZ6: I let DH get on the front of Precious yesterday and take me for a ride. It was that or take the VF, and we needed to pick up a customer's Goldwing and take it for a good long day of riding (something to do with de-gunking the starter motor chain/sprocket/thing), and I wasn't going to ride the VF all day with its worn-out tires and all the levers set up for someone 10" taller than I am. Anyway, it wasn't as bad riding on the back of Precious because the pillion seat is higher and I informed DH I could see the speedometer over his shoulder. I told him what you guys said, and he offered to put tape over it for me. Also, I think he's starting to understand how scary it is for me back there. Shouldn't be, but it is.
After riding all afternoon (just me on Precious again, which was lovely), we changed the oil on the Goldwing, tested the starter again (yay, a can of Seafoam in the engine oil did the trick), and took the old beast for a test ride. You know? It wasn't that bad. I know the bike is heavier and could do more damage to a person if it landed on her, but there's something about a big, honking bike with a La-Z-Boy on the back of it that's less terrifying. Hmmm. Maybe when we're much, much older?