Sounds exactly like the procedure for mrs getting on the back of the ducati, once I'm on and have feet planted she gets the thumbs up, although with her being a bit on the shorter side she uses the left front peg as a step up and me for leverage to swing a leg over.
We don't start moving until I've got the thumbs up from her that she's on, is sitting where she want's to be and has feet on the rear pegs, it's not a great feeling having the bike moving around while the pillion is fidgeting about trying to get comfortable while you're getting going.
I guess you know your pillion is reasonably happy with your riding when they go to sleep on the back, and a smack on the back of the helmet lets you know when they're not.....![]()
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I have the added bonus that my pillion is the perfect size for pretty much everything, including riding pillion.
Not sure I'd like to have a big bastard try a few things that this one does.![]()
Yep, just the same when my wife used to pillion with me. She was the best pillion bar none I've ever had on the bike - hardly knew she was there. She used to get a bit bored though 'cos she couldn't talk to me and hassled me for some comms which was resisted because I didn't want to talk. I got the odd smack on the helmet too but the worst demonstration of her displeasure was coming back from the Paeroa street races one year. A few of us were going to stop at the Okoroire pub for something cold and I'll freely admit the last couple of km was at a "brisk" pace. We got off the bikes in front of the deck already full of bikers and their partners. My wife and a mate's wife launched into us complete with finger wagging. They didn't keep their voices down either. The deck erupted to cheers and applause. Daren't grin as we all know where that would have led so we just looked down and shuffled our feet. Mortifying with all the smartarse remarks from the deck.
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I had the opposite problem. Once the better half realised I wasn't a testosterone riddled, look at me, nutter, I gave a shit and could ride smoothly, she started giving me the hurry up.
As our courtship developed and she began to learn the local roads and fun bits I started getting smacks on the helmet to increase the lean angle....
I'm not complaining by any stretch of the imagination, she is a feather weight and makes no difference to how the bike performs. Hang on, braking, that's noticeable, I've been the filling in a tank / girlfriend sandwich a couple of times.
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another good idea is for a first time pillion, pick a nice day, go somewhere nice, say beachlands (cafe on the beach) not too far away & be gentle. a first timer will have no idea of just how fast a bike is compared to a car so as a rider being gentle will feel to them like going as fast as their car can go. (unless they have a fast car or race something)
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