Hey all.. Thought Id share my first experience of a commute to work on my new bike..
This morning I left early, so had a pretty good run down SH1 into Auckland, was feeling quite confident and proud of myself, in addition to feeling quite buzzed as opposed to the usual blah car ride... quite an easy ride all in all, went at 5:45 so very little traffic..
Then came the time to go home.. left town at 4:30, nicely onto the motorway off fanshawe street, traffic free flowing over the bridge, a little windy but stayed well out in the center of the lane to allow for a little deviance etc.. Cars around me seemed to give plenty of room which was nice. Then things started to slooooooowwww down.. the natural response to this (being a cage driver and a nooby) was to stop in line with the traffic..
So there I was, stop start, stop start.... pulling over to the right of the center lane looking down the nice empty and what seemed like a reasonably wide channel of road to go down.. but hesitating to enter...
After 5 mins (yes impatient!) of this stop start business (emulating the car behaviour) and an aching clutch hand, sick of putting my feet down every 10 meters, I plucked up a little courage to enter the empty void...
So, in I went, not so confidently, but trying to remember that the bike is quite a narrow machine and would easily fit here.. a couple of mins of this and I was relatively comfortable, and the cages seemed to pull over to the right to allow a little more space (except for the odd cellphone user who just sat on the white line oblivous to the world around them).
Traffic started to speed upto 30kmhish and back in line with the traffic I went. Then all ground to a halt again.. "Right", I thought, "Time to go again"... pulled over to the right to take a look down what seemed to be a much narrower channel than before, cars scattered all over the place, on the line, over the line, I just couldnt be confident that I could safely negotiate this, so chickened and stayed in line with the traffic again.
Pulled off at Wairau road and figured Id cut across and go up Beach road upto Browns Bay. Again, more stationary traffic, but only till the next roundabout. Though there I am, sat in line with the cars on pretty much blind bends (if you know beach road), all cars sat close to the center double yellow lines so no real room to do any thing and I mustve counted 4 fellow bikers passing me and all the other cars on the wrong side of the yellow lines on bends where theres no way you can see whats coming.. scary...
I suppose theres "confidence" and then just outright risky...
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