While I wasn't riding my Duc at the time of this exciting incident I WAS working on it prior to departing my garage after dark this evening (so I can post here
). I'd been out for a short ride earlier in the day and found no ice, just wet areas that had been salted so I let my guard down re: icy spots.
Riding along a previously unscouted dark backroad doing about 50 (within the limit) thinking I'm pretty cool since it's 23 degrees out (I'm running heated jacket liner and glove liners) and I'm on the road still. Entered a sweeping right hander along a rock face off which water had evidently cascaded and frozen right in the apex and I hit it good .
Began to lowside as the rear broke and swung left
but I somehow kept my wits and corrected - and began an opposing lowside - but brought it back again; it was like an exaggerated tankslapper sliding along the icy turn, about 50' I think. I remember thinking: "relax the grip! relax the grip!" and I really don't remember what the hell else I did but I think it worked 'cause I pulled out of it and continued riding like I planned it
Moral: don't let your guard down - that's ALWAYS when shit hits the fan