My experience of the rideout was quite profound, actually.
I’ve been riding (every day) since late July last year, but this is the first time I think I properly ‘bonded’ with my bike.
I found that by the end of the day I was a lot smoother than I had been - using the brakes a lot less, and planning more for corners. That meant I could take them faster than before without tensing up - I had a read of Motorcycle Roadcraft (and the excellent cornering article here on LB) the day before too, which helped me no end with my lines.
This morning when I was on my way to work, I found myself leaning the bike over more, and generally being more relaxed on the machine. The upshot was that my filtering was a lot tidier and my riding generally more progressive and smooth on the bits with less traffic.
It also did a good job of swerving round Franko at that set of lights when I it’s owner was looking off into the distance instead of watching what was going on right in front of him :D:D:D
It introduced me to lots of new faces, and re-introduced me to a few I’ve met before. It’s highly likely I won’t remember who you are so if you see me around, I apologise if I don’t say hello, I’ve probably forgotten. (I’ve forgotten lots of things recently - where my bleedin’ phone is for one.)
I was also reminded what my mirrors are for. Essential when riding fairly closely to others.
I remembered what a good pillion my small passenger is.
It showed me what a good bunch of people bikers are, generally.
Its ok, I made up for it at Boxhill and treated myself to a cup of hot choc and a slice of cake … well i mean it just aint a proper rideout if you aint had cake