When Things Feel Awkward With An Old Friend
While doing the Void Rally 11 and for the week following when I was road tripping on it, there were several times when my Tiger felt tall, top-heavy and a smidgen unwieldy. I actually felt like I needed to “be careful” versus operating in a way that felt second nature, if you know what I mean.
This is sort of a new phenomenon. There was a time when the big orange girl felt so right. But as I’ve had dalliances with other more petite, narrower and lighter bikes my relationship with the Tiger has changed. It has largely become my traveling bike and so it sits for longer periods of time now. So when I go from riding something low with a smaller footprint like the Bonnie, the Tiger feels gigantic and tipsy.
I especially feel it’s weight being carried up high during slow maneuvering, say… on a hill making a turn from a stop. Or when my tippy-toed feet have to negotiate an uneven surface with pebbles or rocks. I think I’ve become paranoid about dropping it again – like i did last October in Ohio.
It’s disappointing how such events can take root in your mind. Tens of thousands of trouble free miles and then you have one stinkin’ tipover and everything thereafter becomes a nervous exercise in trying not to do it again.
Anyone else go through this with one of their bikes? Lately I’m wondering if this is the prelude to a protracted breakup. I don’t consciously want anything else though.