Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Londonderry, NH, USA
About 10 years ago I was in a group of riders returning from Quebec. We were just north of the border in NH and it's fairly curvy there...nothing drastic, but you do have to lean. I was on an R1100RS - brand new. Husband is riding a bit behind me when he sees me take the curve and the wind blasts me from the side and straightens me out of my lean. Thus, I'm no longer turning, but going straight. And pointed off the road and actually went into the gravel shoulder which fell away rather sharply into a ravine only inches from my tires. He thought I was going over for sure, but I corrected and got back on the pavement.
When we stopped for the border crossing, some of our companions came over to talk to me about my great save. I think my heart was pounding so hard that I thought it might punch its way through my chest.
'06 K1200S (Granite Gray)
'95 Ducati Monster 900 (Red)
'98 BMW M3 Coupe (Estoril)
'88 BMW 325ix (Red)
'06 Subaru Impreza 2.5i (Some silly color name that should just be plain dark blue)