05-02-2014, 10:01 AM
This thread just gets better!
I love the parallel betwixt bikes and flying. I have the same trepidation stepping on board a plane (I don't fly them) as I do jumping on my bike. More so on the plane as although it's statistically safer, I'm NOT IN CONTROL!! Very worrying for me..
I've ridden bikes (well one) at 174mph.
I've nearly killed myself numerous times by 'pushing the envelope' or whatever that expression is, yet I've survived.
I think, just maybe, the risk makes it fun, albeit retrospectively.
How many times (for the non pilots and mere riders amongst us) have you saddled up with a weird feeling of terror or dread about you, expecting this to be your last two wheeled foray, only to come home hours laters totally fine?
And then you wallow in the almost post-coital numbness of survival. Sitting with cold knees and a cold beer, feeling like you cheated death once again, whilst recalling all the highlights of the ride...
I love the parallel betwixt bikes and flying. I have the same trepidation stepping on board a plane (I don't fly them) as I do jumping on my bike. More so on the plane as although it's statistically safer, I'm NOT IN CONTROL!! Very worrying for me..
I've ridden bikes (well one) at 174mph.
I've nearly killed myself numerous times by 'pushing the envelope' or whatever that expression is, yet I've survived.
I think, just maybe, the risk makes it fun, albeit retrospectively.
How many times (for the non pilots and mere riders amongst us) have you saddled up with a weird feeling of terror or dread about you, expecting this to be your last two wheeled foray, only to come home hours laters totally fine?
And then you wallow in the almost post-coital numbness of survival. Sitting with cold knees and a cold beer, feeling like you cheated death once again, whilst recalling all the highlights of the ride...
