Twenty

Sometimes the best way to get better is to take a break. With a few days off from the random wheelie here and there, I came back to the scene with greater clarity and better control than ever. How does that work? It probably has something to do with having made better and more connections in my nervous system -- something which I continually strive for during and between these wheelie sessions.

Counter: 132

Long Arm

23:00. Torrential rains all day, now wet. 53 degrees Fahrenheit. Secluded top-secret sub-urban spot. And I am shocked and amazing. Maybe it was the headlight pointing into the sky like a searchlight (during really excellent wheelies is near total darkness -- I've come a long way and it keeps getting better). Maybe it was the odd muffled sound of the motorbike's engine wavering about the balance point. Whatever it was, it was very odd that PoPo just happened to roll in with a cruiser during session time. That place is remote! You have to want to go there to get there. And there he was. Right where I was. With a bit of spotlight shone on ADVstunt1 and no harm done to anyone or anything, we slid right past each other slowly. I'm sure the circle-about and follow was to check the plate for property rights issues. But I'm always clean. Nevertheless, be wary of the Long Arm of The Law.

Counter: 72

Just Play

Sometimes one just needs some pure play time. No goals. No counting. Just pure fun.

Tonight's session was done in near total darkness. Well, a few big ones were pulled in lighted areas just to compare with how hard it is to wheelie in pitch black. It's tricky.

Counter: 45

Set of 10

It was late and dark last night. Another 10 whoolies got pulled on that trusty ADVstunt1. And now, while possible, it still takes balls to throw such a heavy bike over the b.p. It does feel amazing though.

Counter: 23