OK, I have to 'fess-up.
Yesterday, while shredding up one of my ever-spectacular, most-favored mountainside roads, four friends and I came upon a cage, creeping excruciatingly slowly up the hill (probably going something like the speed limit or something).
Anyway, as you all know, the 'busa can dispose of such a nuisance in no time flat...so at the first opportunity, I passed said cage...over the DYL (double yellow line). Now, I don't know about where you are from, but here, that's cite-able activity.
Just as I apexed my amazing maneuver, I see three Sheriff's vehicles with their assigned uniformed humanoids standing at an overlook chatting. Well, they looked long and hard at me as I finished making my mistake, at which time I continued up the hill.
One friend, sweeping, told me on the chatterbox that they were coming after me. All three of them.
So, I spanked it up the hill a ways, pulled a 180, and veered into another viewing area; at the same time telling the rest of the group to continue up the hill...DO NOT STOP HERE!!! I took my helmet off, grabbed my camera, moved to the other side of the bike, in my (probably feeble) attempt to look like I'd been there for hours.
Well, the Sheriff's vehicles went by me and I felt very sly. Heart pounding in fear, but at the same time, sly. Not smug; sly.
The LEOs followed my friends up to the top of the hill where they proceded to verbally address them.
I waited at my 'lookout' for about 15 minutes, then went up hill, ever so gingerly, almost willing the throttle to move...afraid to actually touch it myself.
As I rounded a corner, the LEOs were headed together back down the hill. I crested the mountaintop to see my friends waiting for me in a parking lot.
We went to the little mountain town and had lunch, then turned around and came back to the city.
I am not proud of this activity, and I do not condone it. I should have made sure there weren't any witnesses to my mistake. In continuing explanation, I also offer that this was a completely safe pass.
Well, I haven't put up any pix this weekend, so I thought I'd share this one, taken this evening at my favorite Italian restaurant; Pizzaria Arrividerci! ...and yes, that's Motorcycle Only parking, and the pic was taken from our table.
Logged some crazy miles this weekend...
Happy Holiday, everyone.
Ciao!
Yesterday, while shredding up one of my ever-spectacular, most-favored mountainside roads, four friends and I came upon a cage, creeping excruciatingly slowly up the hill (probably going something like the speed limit or something).
Anyway, as you all know, the 'busa can dispose of such a nuisance in no time flat...so at the first opportunity, I passed said cage...over the DYL (double yellow line). Now, I don't know about where you are from, but here, that's cite-able activity.
Just as I apexed my amazing maneuver, I see three Sheriff's vehicles with their assigned uniformed humanoids standing at an overlook chatting. Well, they looked long and hard at me as I finished making my mistake, at which time I continued up the hill.
One friend, sweeping, told me on the chatterbox that they were coming after me. All three of them.
So, I spanked it up the hill a ways, pulled a 180, and veered into another viewing area; at the same time telling the rest of the group to continue up the hill...DO NOT STOP HERE!!! I took my helmet off, grabbed my camera, moved to the other side of the bike, in my (probably feeble) attempt to look like I'd been there for hours.
Well, the Sheriff's vehicles went by me and I felt very sly. Heart pounding in fear, but at the same time, sly. Not smug; sly.
The LEOs followed my friends up to the top of the hill where they proceded to verbally address them.
I waited at my 'lookout' for about 15 minutes, then went up hill, ever so gingerly, almost willing the throttle to move...afraid to actually touch it myself.
As I rounded a corner, the LEOs were headed together back down the hill. I crested the mountaintop to see my friends waiting for me in a parking lot.
We went to the little mountain town and had lunch, then turned around and came back to the city.
I am not proud of this activity, and I do not condone it. I should have made sure there weren't any witnesses to my mistake. In continuing explanation, I also offer that this was a completely safe pass.
Well, I haven't put up any pix this weekend, so I thought I'd share this one, taken this evening at my favorite Italian restaurant; Pizzaria Arrividerci! ...and yes, that's Motorcycle Only parking, and the pic was taken from our table.
Logged some crazy miles this weekend...
Happy Holiday, everyone.
Ciao!
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When posting a confession don't follow it up with a pic of your bike with the license plate visible. We LEO's are smart enough to figure this type of thing out 
