02-14-2018, 06:07 AM
Compared to what the guys I used to ride with did to each other on Mosquito Ridge and on the freeway, Yellow Snow's video is like an MSF Safety Training Course. These guys actually tried to shove each other off onto the shoulder while racing up there, and they were literally racing, on slicks-shod, track-prepped GSX-R1000s. They weren't just riding fast. They were flat-out racing, Isle of Man style, doing 150 mph through the alpine section of Mosquito Ridge, except these maniacs would do things like reach out and hit each other's kill switches, mid-corner.
They were also professional racers, and one was a professional stunt rider, as well. They could get away with it.
They buried a few of their friends, though, and I never did engage in any of their crap. For one thing, I wasn't good enough, plus I was never ballsy and/or stupid enough. I did have to bury my best friend, but we weren't riding anywhere near as crazily as those guys rode. Rather, he had a diabetic seizure which made him run wide and clamp down so hard on the brakes that he stoppied himself right into the grill of an oncoming river-rafting bus.
These days, I'm fairly worthless as a rider. I've lost the vast majority of my aggression.
They were also professional racers, and one was a professional stunt rider, as well. They could get away with it.
They buried a few of their friends, though, and I never did engage in any of their crap. For one thing, I wasn't good enough, plus I was never ballsy and/or stupid enough. I did have to bury my best friend, but we weren't riding anywhere near as crazily as those guys rode. Rather, he had a diabetic seizure which made him run wide and clamp down so hard on the brakes that he stoppied himself right into the grill of an oncoming river-rafting bus.
These days, I'm fairly worthless as a rider. I've lost the vast majority of my aggression.