Get used to it. It's all about control. Tuck in, and watch the throttle.Riding my old ZX-10 home from work on an interstate, and the side wind gusts were pretty strong. I ended up running ~55-60 in a 75 zone, and the gusts were whacking me good.
Anyone ever been shoved off the road by side winds?
best bet when the wall of dirt and wind hit,,,, get off the road for 15 minutes...Get used to it. It's all about control. Tuck in, and watch the throttle.Riding my old ZX-10 home from work on an interstate, and the side wind gusts were pretty strong. I ended up running ~55-60 in a 75 zone, and the gusts were whacking me good.
Anyone ever been shoved off the road by side winds?
By the nature of your question, I am thinking you haven't ridden in the so called "Monsoon" season yet. That is when it's truly no fun on the 10, the 17, and 40.
Check the thread about the AZ ride on the 25th. The more, the merrier!
The run to Payson is pretty nice (and great road quality too)>"I am thinking you haven't ridden in the so called "Monsoon" season yet. That is when it's truly no fun on the 10, the 17, and 40."<
I've actually been out here since '82, but I don't usually ride when the temp. hits ~100. Yes, that's like 5 solid months that I turn into a cager.
>"Check the thread about the AZ ride on the 25th. The more, the merrier!"<
I could see a ride to Prescott, but not Tucson. I think I'm spoiled now after having ridden in Italy for 6 years---.
But the b!tch stuck right there though, didn't she? Yeah...Unless it's a hurricane, Ride!When I was living in Ranch Cucamonga, CA., I met a girl for dinner in Corona which is about 15 miles away down the I-15 towards San Diego. Rode the bike there with probably 20-30 MPH gusts. Around midnight when I was riding back home the gust were sustained over 60 MPH and up to 85 MPH. I prayed the entire way home and it was the first time that I ever felt like I could drag my right knee going straight. Last time I ever rode in Santa Anna winds. That was the most scared I have ever been on my bike.
Actually, it was a fight to keep it in one lane. The winds were so bad that night that they closed the pass as semis were being blown over onto their sides. As I got closer to Rancho, the 15 becomes 10 lanes (5 each way) and I got hit by some gusts that took me over four lanes. Had I been riding directly into it, it would have been a totally different story but the cross winds at that sustained speed were total hell. You don't ride in the Santa Anna winds in California. Nothing like them anywhere else in the country. At midnight and it was still 90 plus degrees.But the b!tch stuck right there though, didn't she? Yeah...Unless it's a hurricane, Ride!When I was living in Ranch Cucamonga, CA., I met a girl for dinner in Corona which is about 15 miles away down the I-15 towards San Diego. Rode the bike there with probably 20-30 MPH gusts. Around midnight when I was riding back home the gust were sustained over 60 MPH and up to 85 MPH. I prayed the entire way home and it was the first time that I ever felt like I could drag my right knee going straight. Last time I ever rode in Santa Anna winds. That was the most scared I have ever been on my bike.
Crazy...never been to Cali. Maybe on my epic trans-continental escapade...Actually, it was a fight to keep it in one lane. The winds were so bad that night that they closed the pass as semis were being blown over onto their sides. As I got closer to Rancho, the 15 becomes 10 lanes (5 each way) and I got hit by some gusts that took me over four lanes. Had I been riding directly into it, it would have been a totally different story but the cross winds at that sustained speed were total hell. You don't ride in the Santa Anna winds in California. Nothing like them anywhere else in the country. At midnight and it was still 90 plus degrees.But the b!tch stuck right there though, didn't she? Yeah...Unless it's a hurricane, Ride!When I was living in Ranch Cucamonga, CA., I met a girl for dinner in Corona which is about 15 miles away down the I-15 towards San Diego. Rode the bike there with probably 20-30 MPH gusts. Around midnight when I was riding back home the gust were sustained over 60 MPH and up to 85 MPH. I prayed the entire way home and it was the first time that I ever felt like I could drag my right knee going straight. Last time I ever rode in Santa Anna winds. That was the most scared I have ever been on my bike.