Funny thing about riding in a pack with strangers is there is always a best and worst rider.
I can tell you that on the Truimph truck ride there was a guy who took the Rocket through curves like it was on rails. Dude had perfect balance and knew just how to adjust his weight. I learned a few things watching him ride.
Then there was the scary guy I got stuck behind. Going into the curves on a speed triple no less he kept putting his leg down to catch the bike like some dirt track rider.
Now we were going between 40 and 50 through these turns and all I could think of is that legs gonna catch on something and come flying off. He did it all day but I was only right behind him once. Lets just say the old heart was pumping fast everytime he took the turns at the wrong angle,leg down and didnt have a clue how to use the gas to carry him through. You know for every great rider there is some leg dragging dork who sould not be riding let alone in a pack of riders
