
Originally Posted by
Old Steve
Earier in the week I arranged a ride for today. A friend of mine said he'd love to come but his bike is in pieces having the engine rebuilt (it's done 130,000 km). "But that's OK," said he, "You can take me as a pillion."
Now I've never had a pillion on my bike before. So we take off, it's great to have an experienced rider on the pillion seat because they don't move around, they know what's happening (acceleration and braking), and they just sit upright and don't fight the corners.
We did 250 km or so, over the Kaimais, through the forest west of Tokoroa, down to Whakamaru for coffee, then along the Waikato River to SH! and across to Rotorua for lunch beside the lake, then home over the Pyes Pa Road. All with me carrying a pillion on the back! Did I say that I'd never had a pillion on my bike before?

Quietly feel quite proud of myself.
Good on you Steve, and a great confidence booster for pillion taking, the distance will have given you a good feel for how the bike handles/brakes 2 up.
If the road to hell is paved with good intentions; and a man is judged by his deeds and his actions, why say it's the thought that counts? -GrayWolf
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