I was touring the Berskires yesterday and dropped the ST for the second time. I pulled-up to a strange interesection where I had to turn sharp right and stop on a steep slope. I was not prepared for the incline and as the bike stopped the forward momentum nudged it right and it began to pitch, I started to get that sick feeling, knew I was loosing it and yelled to my wife to bail. Fortunately niether of us got hurt. And thank goodness for the tip-over wings; with the exception of a minor ding on the pipe the bike escaped pretty much unscathed.
Within seconds several car loads full of people surrounded us asking if we were OK and offering to help stand the bike up. Very nice folks, it renews my faith in people.
Within seconds several car loads full of people surrounded us asking if we were OK and offering to help stand the bike up. Very nice folks, it renews my faith in people.