Yesterday I wen riding with some TN vets... they took me on some lonely back roads I didn't know existed... no traffic, no law... I felt priviledge to have been invited in what seems a somewhat tight kept secret...

So I meet with these guys... and WHAM! I find myself in a position I am not used to... I am among ex-road racers. Intimidation is an understatement to what I was feeling.

What the rode...
2 of them were on Gixxer 600... 06 & 07. The guy riding the 06 had racing slicks on, shredded to fucking bits with melted spots all over... (I just knew I wasn't going to hang with these boys)

The other 600 had a stock 07 he just bought his girlfriend... with the stock shitty BT014 battleaxe tires all FL expert riders hate (you fags should have seen that guy on those "shitty" tires... )

The 3rd was on an SV1k... he just had Pirelli Diablos on and by the look of his tires I thought I might be able to hang with him... (HA!!!!)

So off we go... I find these guys ride with the same philosophy I live by... constant pace, no brakes unless needed, fast in the corners. Cool... I am able to stay with them when the turns are long & wide... heck I was fiding myself carrying abit more corner speed because theyr corner entries where much better than mine since they where familiar with the roads... turn after turn I held back only to realize I could have entered much faster to I was on the gas much sooner than them to make up for my mistakes...

Then we hit a small town... and the guy with the racing slicks comes to me...

"These roads are going to get tight & technical, ride your ride... we are going to rip it, turn around & rip it again, turn around once again to do it 1 more time & then we'll meet you at the church at the end of the road. Don't try to keep up, we know these roads, you don't..."

So I said OK... afterall that is the same pep talk I gave many times in FL to new people I meet that I know are 1st timers to the roads I liked.

Sure enough... the road was tight... and they are leaving me ever so slightly. A sharp ass uphill hair pin arrives & I close on the brakes only to find I am still a gear or two too high... I open the throttle, I got nothing! They dissappeared in the blink of an eye...

Having no one to trust in front, I back off my space & take it EZ... hittin the turns I could see fairly hard... I had the bike leaner over really good & the BT002 front is taking a beating into those turns I felt good on... I finally see the guys going the other way & they were giving thumbs up... I ride on to the church & wait for them to get back.

They pull up & said...

"Shit man! We had just turned around, you should have followed us back..." I felt good about the complement, but was under no illusions... I just couldn't matched their pace, and being on their back yard didn't help. They were checking the bike & I guess they really understimated it, cause they kept saying I was "riding the piss out of that bitch"

Good day of riding indeed though... Its been a long time since I ride with a group of guys I can't keep in sight. One of them got my number, the other was saying he was going to get my number from the other guy.... they want me to come out with them again, which I was fairly surprised at that. Maybe this FL boy made a good impression

 

Nice! Wish you took some pics of those tires and bikes though.

I'm sure you'll keep that place a well kept secret. It would be a shame to have cops plague a good set of roads.

 

awww..how sweet! lil raully is making friends

 

awwww...your old..them ex roadracers can eat my shit

 

I'll def take some shots next time...

Watch it... don't make me put on my jean shorts, take a pic & post it.

 

Sounds like you had a blast. You ever make it over Cherokee National Forrest?

 

The guy on the SV backed it in a few times on one of the boys... you might be eating shit right now thinking you can hang with that shit

 

you can be cool like rossi raul he to wears tey jean shorts

 

Not yet

 

backin in really isnt all that??? You will be surprised know raul!!! dont underestimate me!