Everyone that rides a motorcycle realizes the risks. A car shot out of a blind alley 15 years or so ago, two teenaged girls in it. I was exercising my '73 Honda CL350, on a quiet afternoon in the neighborhood. 2 seconds sooner difference in arriving at the alley, I'd of been toast. Pointing out the obvious isn't helpful in my view with motorcycles, any more than trying to coach anyone on any subject you're passionate about. Sure, my car has 6 or 8 airbags, but so what? If I never get whacked, I'll never need any of the 8-airbags.
Let the guy have a nice weekend of peace with his new to him MC. It's a beautiful machine.
A footnote to MCing.....what I didn't think to post about that blind alley incident and cars........were I just (1) second earlier driving my Vogue diesel motorcoach 15 years ago, the law breakers would have been toast.
One thing I realized with my last bike was the reason I felt so refreshed after a good ride. Besides really enjoying the riding, I think it was the fact of having to be so focused on the task there was no room to think about anything else if that makes sense.
It makes perfect sense. I feel the same. In that regard, motorcycling is a form of meditation.
In my experience, a good sized bike...your's qualifies IMO...and flying are the same...the degree of concentration required to properly and competently operate leads to an exclusion of a most other mental and physical activity and that period of focussed effort is therapuetic in and of itself.
Congrats on the new ride.
CRL
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