Well ... That was a first!
Riding into work this morning. I saw the usual d-bags; head down & looking into their laps OR holding their phone up & yapping away. Whatever, very aware of those idiots. Anyway, I am coming around slight bend & heading into one of the tunnels. Having just been cut off twice I was already in the process of slowing to keep my 2-4 car length of cushion I like. But, what do I see in front of me .... A SEA OF RED. So I hit the brakes. Just like I have done hundreds of times before. There is plenty of room for me to slow ...
WHAT THE F&@K! My rear tire/brakes just locked. And now my arse end is sliding to the right. First thought --- Holy Shittake Mushrooms! I am going down. Second thought --- THE F&@K I AM!
I am not 100% sure whether it was me lightly & slowly letting up on the rear brake, or engaging the clutch that corrected things. A combo of those? Or the bike just did it itself. But, I was straight & vertical within (milli) seconds & stopped before the sea of red in front of me.
I'll tell you this. I did not need a cup of coffee when I got to work. This is one ride I will not be telling the wife about for a while. She already worries about enough crap. No need to add to her list.
I have never had a bike's rear lock up on my before. Nor had one where the arse end started sliding to one side. What is your first?
No matter what you ride. Just ride!