It's like you're swimming at the beach. A hot summer day, and the beach is packed full of people, all vying for the cool waves. Bumping into each other, splahing in the shallows. And all of a sudden, just out of reach, is a surfer.
He is flying across the water in complete control, zooming through the water like something from up high. You feel the escape ... the wind and spray and rush.
That's what it's like. Riding a bike through early morning traffic. Can't call it rush hour, because everybody is taking their turn in waiting. They sit in the haze and smog in their little metal bubbles, soaking up the bad radio, aircon gas, and mutual impotence. It's a really pitiful experience this traffic thing. Made only bearable by the wonder of two wheels.
I had a great trip to work. I went fast, and slow, straight bits and zig zags, open road and stuck behind a gs. I had nice cars and stupid morons, i waved and revved to each in turn. Such a happy way to pass the dreary miles between home and work. I highly recommend it :)
I found this pic of "lane-splitting" and hey look it's a fazer. Love the plate. Great bike for commuting. Although apparently the new fz8 is a bunch of crap. Pity, i like yamaha, but they're not really doing it right anymore. Especially not in SA. Was looking at a triumph scrambler yesterday, ooooo. Sort of dirty green, it suited the bike perfectly. Rough and tough, it was begging to be treated to a dirty splash in the mud. Something my bike does NOT enjoy.
But you have what you need, and always some more. I made an R1 look silly last night. Of course, he was looking silly all by himself before i got there, but that's a seperate issue. Always fun though. I got this thing, STAY in the biker lane. Unless a specific vehicle (usually a track) poses a danger in the fast lane, you stay where you belong. No yellow lines, no zipping over to the slow lane because it's empty. You stay where you belong, and you bloody well thank people when they give you space. If you don't know how to be grateful for the mercies shown you, you don't deserve them. Guys on JHB's roads, they seem unbalanced. Happy enough to rev or hoot, but raising a hand in thanks is beyond them. It's ok, the superior man is going slow enough that raising a hand is not a problem.
I'll leave you with this pic, look how many bikers their are! I'm counting 6, what an awesome place that must be.

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