i like to ride at night with a full moon on roads i know
not at high speed or anything just a quiet lone ride
but the best time is either dusk or dawn very refreshing
i like to ride at night with a full moon on roads i know
not at high speed or anything just a quiet lone ride
but the best time is either dusk or dawn very refreshing
I've learnt to hide the pain inside, open the throttle and ride away.
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love night riding in town... when we did stock take the other week, we finished at about 9.30. with my missus being a worry wart, i went straight home after, but i was way too hopped up, could have gone anywhere and everywhere, i felt so alive.
i do need to get used to open roads at night, but that will come [oneday, maybe...]
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the really happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery when on a detour.
Love riding in the city at night. Especially in winter when it's crisp out.
Not so keen on the open road at night when your lights don't bend around the corners but slowing down a bit seems to help.
It's not at night but you'll appreciate this
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I love it, when its just the two of us coming home from wherever. Get home, get off the bike, take the helmet off and say '' fuck I enjoyed that'' The smells are different, mainly when you get out of the city limits, the city just stinks (Auckland im talking about) If its a nice clear crispy cool night then yeah, bring it on.
I love riding and seeing the sun go down, then keep riding until the sun comes up again ... magic that is! And the changes in the environment! Fog comes and goes, you can see the build up of clouds reflected in the moonlight, the glitter of silent marsupial assassins in the trees and sides of the road, the fur flash of those that rush across your path ...
The entrancing fusion of you and your machine, riding those lonely roads and feeling it as you get your groove on ...
Riding from Dawn to Dusk to Dawn is hecka awesome as well!
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You are really on a poetic journey today aren't you? I've never ridden from me to dusk and back to me again![]()
I love to ride at night; like others the warmth from the engine is a bonus, and country riding at night is exhilarating. Haven't hit any unwary little creatures on the road thankfully. The first few times I found it quite unnerving seeing the shadows created by streetlights etc., but now it's part of the whole experience.
I was just about to start a thread like this.
Tonite I went to the former TCWNR tonite even though it finished last week. Turns out noone else turned up. Not only that but I got there about 25 mins early so I sat watching the traffic. With probably one car going past every 5 seconds for 25 minutes I saw two bikes...on a normal wed Id see 20+ not including KB people.
Tonite was dead calm and as warm as a winter night would ever be. So where were all the bikes? Despite the comments in this thread it would appear a large proportion of bikers cant handle it.
I like riding in the dark, I prefer riding during the day but if thats not convenient it dont bother me to ride whenever.
incase any ones wondering , if its a rabbit or cat dont try to miss it just hit them straight on if you try to avoid them you know what will happen, that way you wont come off the bike .
if its a sheep there quite soft , but try stop .
if its a possum just dont hit it , there like a rock .
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
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I love the sensation of the straights feeling like a curve, chin on tank, air rushing over me, bike screaming a combustable cacophany - howling airbox and roaring pipe. Aiming for the tail lights in front, hoping it's not a cop, and hoping there's no bend between.
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
most magic ride i can recall was when i first got into riding... was riding the foxton strait. dunno what time it was, musta been about 6.30am. i basically rode with my head turned left, watching the sun hit the hills over palmy way. beautiful. unfortunately, im mostly working when the sun goes down [hell, right now im going home in pitch black, which is easier than sunstrike] but i do sometimes watch the sunset from the forecourt.
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the really happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery when on a detour.
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