I was out for a blast around the Sutter Buttes this a.m. having a great ol time in the twisties. While coming around a left bend, I didn't like this big ditch I was looking at, so I hugged the center line for a little extra space. Well the back tire caught that slick paint and sarted sliding, then it grabbed and stood the bike up. A classic low side, high side. For whatever reason, not fast enough or didn't slide enough, I wasn't tossed. I knew paint was slippy, but I didn't think that skinny little line would make me slide that much. A cheap lesson. All it cost me was a new pair of shorts!! I solemny swear never to hit paint again unless I'm verticle!!
Cougar
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