The Dropping Phobia

It's been a week since I rode Stevie out from my mechanic's workshop, and apart from the toning of arms and the development of some teenie weenie muscles from getting used to the weight of the bike (especially while paddling), everything has been good.

However, the fear of dropping the bike has been in the back of my head, and quite frankly, this fear has been haunting me ever since I started riding on Stevie. Why? Simple.

When I was riding Tommy (my Phantom TA200), I had crash bars (or some would call highway bars) and I wasn't too concerned if I'd dropped my bike then because the crash bars would take the impact of the fall and prevent the tarmac from scratching my tank or damaging any paint work.

But with Stevie, THERE ARE NO CRASH BARS. That means, dropping it in even the gentlest way would most likely result in some kind of aesthetic damage.

So I've been very cautious so far. Paddling the bike has been slow to ensure that I don't throw the weight of the bike too off it's center, causing it to tilt left or right and eventually.. DROP.

Stopping has also been gradual because I reckon that any emergency breaks will cause the bike to dive, be thrown off it's center of gravity and subsequently.. DROPPED. (Does this even makes sense? Gee!)

So until I've purchased the crash bars, I'm just trying to be very careful now because I really want to avoid the undesired situation of dropping Stevie. Furthermore, I just can't imagine the thought of trying to lift Stevie up if he falls, or the hole in my pocket for any repair costs. SIGH!

Any how, my birthday is coming up in a less than a month. If you're thinking of getting me a present, consider a set of crash bars as shown above. It would really be the best present ever! Aha!