Once they understood this simple technique, they were able to make the lane changes quite well, better than a lot of experienced riders I've seen. Keeping it simple is the best way to do it.
Sometimes counter-steering on a motorcycle isn't subtle at all...
A several years back I was on a touring trip on an old 1100 Suzuki with my wife on the back. Exiting the 5 freeway at Coalinga, I proceeded to the overpass... nice sweeping uphill bend... at 70mph, and giving it some throttle. Suddenly it is like the rear tire is on ice (turned out to be a strip of oil dribbled on new ashpalt), and I'm sliding sideways to the direction of travel... and then the rear tire catches again. To keep the bike from high-siding into the railing and probably over to the freeway below, I had to torque it around with all my strength (I had a lot of strength... adrenaline was off the scale) so that I was again sideways to the direction of travel but from the opposite side... then repeat. We flopped back and forth several times before the friction slowed things down enough that I could actually stop.
I was shaking so bad I could hardly hold the bike up... when my wife calmly tapped my on the shoulder and asked, "Are you ok?".
Sometimes counter-steering on a motorcycle isn't subtle at all...
A several years back I was on a touring trip on an old 1100 Suzuki with my wife on the back. Exiting the 5 freeway at Coalinga, I proceeded to the overpass... nice sweeping uphill bend... at 70mph, and giving it some throttle. Suddenly it is like the rear tire is on ice (turned out to be a strip of oil dribbled on new ashpalt), and I'm sliding sideways to the direction of travel... and then the rear tire catches again. To keep the bike from high-siding into the railing and probably over to the freeway below, I had to torque it around with all my strength (I had a lot of strength... adrenaline was off the scale) so that I was again sideways to the direction of travel but from the opposite side... then repeat. We flopped back and forth several times before the friction slowed things down enough that I could actually stop.
I was shaking so bad I could hardly hold the bike up... when my wife calmly tapped my on the shoulder and asked, "Are you ok?".
Had one of those in Mexico. Coming rapidly into a large zocalo I saw the crowds and thought it must be fiesta time. But no - they were there to watch people hitting the oil spill where a tanker had crashed. Loaded up with gear, putting a foot down too, I did similar to you and became a local hero. Beer and tequila "a volonté" all night long.. Happy days :-))
Sometimes counter-steering on a motorcycle isn't subtle at all...
A several years back I was on a touring trip on an old 1100 Suzuki with my wife on the back. Exiting the 5 freeway at Coalinga, I proceeded to the overpass... nice sweeping uphill bend... at 70mph, and giving it some throttle. Suddenly it is like the rear tire is on ice (turned out to be a strip of oil dribbled on new ashpalt), and I'm sliding sideways to the direction of travel... and then the rear tire catches again. To keep the bike from high-siding into the railing and probably over to the freeway below, I had to torque it around with all my strength (I had a lot of strength... adrenaline was off the scale) so that I was again sideways to the direction of travel but from the opposite side... then repeat. We flopped back and forth several times before the friction slowed things down enough that I could actually stop.
I was shaking so bad I could hardly hold the bike up... when my wife calmly tapped my on the shoulder and asked, "Are you ok?".
