First ride on my Harley...
Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 12:39 pm
Hello all:
Bear with me; this might get lengthy; I'm nothing if not verbose. Some of you may remember me. I was posting here last year - looking for advice, mostly - leading up to my Rider's Edge course. I just took delivery on my '02 Dyna Wide Glide today, and took it for couple of a quick spins around the neighborhood. These are my thoughts about the ride, and I welcome any and all feedback, words of encouragement, etc. Feel free to chide me as well (you'll see why I say that in a bit) - all I ask is that your criticism is constructive.
A little background: I rode dirt bikes a little bit when I was younger (23 years ago), mostly 125-250cc Hondas. One sunny day I took a nasty spill on a gravel road, and I never got back on. I did, however, promise myself I would get a bike one day and ride again.
Flash forward 23 years.
I enrolled in a Rider's Edge class and passed with flying colors on the 500cc Buell. Meanwhile, I was getting a lot of varying advice on what my first bike should be. Many recommended I get a smaller bike (e.g., a 750 Shadow) and learn to ride, then upgrade to a larger Harley. Some said that I would outgrow the Shadow very quickly, and would likely be able to handle a larger bike, as long as I took things slowly. Basically, said they, "get what you want, take your time, and you'll be fine."
Well, I'm sure some of you will admonish me for my seemingly imprudent choice, but as I mentioned earlier, I bought an '02 Wide Glide (a 88ci engine, roughly 1450cc). I took out for a couple of quick rides today, not long after it was delivered. These are my thoughts:
First thing, I was nervous as hell. This was 3 times the biggest bike I had ever ridden, and I wasn't sure what to expect when I let out the clutch. Is this thing going to take off on me? Will I lose control and slam into a parked car? Well, it turns out I worried for naught. The clutch is silky smooth, and I took off just fine, and was in 3rd gear coming down the long street behind my house before I knew it.
No question, it's a helluva strong bike, and I do need to (and will) take things slow. I'll probably putter around the neighborhood practicing stopping and starting, quick stops, tight maneuvers, that kind of thing. It's strange, though...it's not the power that seems to bother me. It's simply the act of operating a motorcycle of this size out on the streets that creeps me out. It's a 600+ lb. bike, and it builds up quite a bit of inertia. Stopping, slowing, downshifting, turning, all that...oh, it's a thing, man. It's a lot to consider, as I'm sure you know. I'm guessing it's simply a matter of Seat Time. Comfort and confidence will come.
I could go on and on about my emotions during and after the rides. It was definitely a case of Adrenaline City, Population: Me. One of the rides was to a little Mexican place for lunch. I was shaking all during lunch, but not from fear. I damn near couldn't eat. Yes, fear was a part of it, but it was excitement, too. A little of both, I suppose, the ratio constantly changing and impossible to calculate. When I got home, I paced around, keyed up from the thrill of it all. I didn't get a bit of work done for the rest of the day...maybe an email or two, but not much else.
The final verdict: I'm hooked, and can't wait to get back on.
If you're still with me, God bless you. I'm interested to hear your thoughts and/or advice, and as always, thank you in advance.
Regards,
--Anthony
Bear with me; this might get lengthy; I'm nothing if not verbose. Some of you may remember me. I was posting here last year - looking for advice, mostly - leading up to my Rider's Edge course. I just took delivery on my '02 Dyna Wide Glide today, and took it for couple of a quick spins around the neighborhood. These are my thoughts about the ride, and I welcome any and all feedback, words of encouragement, etc. Feel free to chide me as well (you'll see why I say that in a bit) - all I ask is that your criticism is constructive.
A little background: I rode dirt bikes a little bit when I was younger (23 years ago), mostly 125-250cc Hondas. One sunny day I took a nasty spill on a gravel road, and I never got back on. I did, however, promise myself I would get a bike one day and ride again.
Flash forward 23 years.
I enrolled in a Rider's Edge class and passed with flying colors on the 500cc Buell. Meanwhile, I was getting a lot of varying advice on what my first bike should be. Many recommended I get a smaller bike (e.g., a 750 Shadow) and learn to ride, then upgrade to a larger Harley. Some said that I would outgrow the Shadow very quickly, and would likely be able to handle a larger bike, as long as I took things slowly. Basically, said they, "get what you want, take your time, and you'll be fine."
Well, I'm sure some of you will admonish me for my seemingly imprudent choice, but as I mentioned earlier, I bought an '02 Wide Glide (a 88ci engine, roughly 1450cc). I took out for a couple of quick rides today, not long after it was delivered. These are my thoughts:
First thing, I was nervous as hell. This was 3 times the biggest bike I had ever ridden, and I wasn't sure what to expect when I let out the clutch. Is this thing going to take off on me? Will I lose control and slam into a parked car? Well, it turns out I worried for naught. The clutch is silky smooth, and I took off just fine, and was in 3rd gear coming down the long street behind my house before I knew it.
No question, it's a helluva strong bike, and I do need to (and will) take things slow. I'll probably putter around the neighborhood practicing stopping and starting, quick stops, tight maneuvers, that kind of thing. It's strange, though...it's not the power that seems to bother me. It's simply the act of operating a motorcycle of this size out on the streets that creeps me out. It's a 600+ lb. bike, and it builds up quite a bit of inertia. Stopping, slowing, downshifting, turning, all that...oh, it's a thing, man. It's a lot to consider, as I'm sure you know. I'm guessing it's simply a matter of Seat Time. Comfort and confidence will come.
I could go on and on about my emotions during and after the rides. It was definitely a case of Adrenaline City, Population: Me. One of the rides was to a little Mexican place for lunch. I was shaking all during lunch, but not from fear. I damn near couldn't eat. Yes, fear was a part of it, but it was excitement, too. A little of both, I suppose, the ratio constantly changing and impossible to calculate. When I got home, I paced around, keyed up from the thrill of it all. I didn't get a bit of work done for the rest of the day...maybe an email or two, but not much else.
The final verdict: I'm hooked, and can't wait to get back on.
If you're still with me, God bless you. I'm interested to hear your thoughts and/or advice, and as always, thank you in advance.
Regards,
--Anthony