So… I’ve had the desire for a bike since… forever, basically. Unfortunately, due to paranoid parents and the lack of friends who rode, and a couple riding uncles who “won’t have any beginner dropping their bike,” I had never been on any two wheeled, motorized anything until today. Through the graciousness (and utter ballsy-ness) of an army buddy with a two week old yamaha, I finally got to start learning today.

Lessons learned? Handling a cruisers clutch is far easier than I expected. The shift pattern really isn’t that confusing once you play with it for a minute. And turning something with that much weight 180 degrees on a narrow street requires far more control than I have right now. Sorry to the guy who’s front yard suffered my wide turns.

Will hopefully be heading out later this week to a nice spacious parking lot to get a feel for controlling the beast a little better.

Big props to my ballsy buddy for letting a novice on his new wheels. Minor props to me for not dumping the thing and making him regret it.