It was pretty cold on Saturday. I was about get get back on a 125cc motorcycle (a Suzuki SB 125) after a short period away and nervous and excited at the same time. It felt weird.
The OH dropped me off and we left the instructors garage pretty quickly. It had recently rained, the roads were cold and greasy, and I felt very rusty. I vaguely remembered how to change gear, and that this bike had a tendency to knock into neutral. The brake and clutch levers felt very stretched with my tiny hands, but I soon got used to having to three-finger drag the brakes.
After an almost incident on a roundabout (I may have gone in too hot), I started to calm down and focus on observations, road positioning and the other elements of riding a bike. The mechanics of shifting between gears, dragging the brake and clutch came back within the hour.
It was a pretty long lesson. In the UK, it seems to be the done thing to have an all-day lesson so I was out for about 6 hours. I can’t really remember everything about that time, so here’s some highlights:
- Numb fingers and toes
- Hot chocolate
- A runny nose
- Letting the back end drift on a roundabout
- Getting the 125 up to 55 miles an hour on an unrestricted road (woot)