Thanks, Chuck. I feel like a year in NYC traffic on a bicycle and another year on a 20mph electric scooter have been really helpful in making me a competent motorcyclist quickly. But it's hard for me to put my finger on exactly what bicycling skills I'm using on the Enfield. I'd be interested to hear from you how you think city bicycling skills translate.
Hi Rich,
Well, the most useful "skill" I've found is the hyper alertness that became second nature to me as a city cyclist. I've lived in NYC all of my life (I'm 51) and in that time I'm sure I've logged well in excess of a quarter million miles by bicycle either racing, training, commuting to work or just plain fun. There came a point a long, long time ago when the bicycle (and I've owned and gotten rid of more than I can remember) became a natural extension of my self. Any time I mount a bike, within moments it simply disappears beneath me as if my nervous system is connected to it. Guys talk about actually feeling the road through your tires. It is that complete. Not to be immodest, I am more at home riding a bicycle than most people are walking. At any speed.
So, already knowing the feeling of complete mastery of a single track vehicle in possibly the most demanding riding environment anywhere outside of India, I had something very tangible to shoot for when I started motorcycling six years ago.
In addition, I'd long ago developed the traffic instincts that come from being the most vulnerable guy out there. Avoiding blind spots, watching mirrors (mine and the other guys), watching for turning wheels, expecting doors to get flung open in front of me, clueless jaywalkers, delivery food guys, wide turning trucks, metal plates, con ed workers, you name it, it's just a typical day in gotham. Also instinctively sensing when traffic is tightening up before the brake lights come on. Thankfully, I had all of that under my belt already before I ever touched a motorcycle.
Anyway, glad you got a ride in today. Me too. BQE, Belt Parkway, Van Wyck, Grand Central, Triborough Bridge to FDR and back to BKLYN. A glorious 55 miles.
And Scotty is right. The bike smooths out with more miles.
Cheers,
Chuck.