I hope I've posted this in the correct section. A little diary of my riding progess. This is an account of my attempt to understand and hopefully gasp the concept of 'cornering'. I realise that this post may be BORING to most of you guys here. I apologise in advance, and suggest you possibly skip this post. I felt the need to cement this day here in the hope that I may look back at it and laugh. Having clocked over 10,000km in almost 10mths, ( 95% commuting ), I considered myself a fairly competent rider/commuter. I ride everyday, rain, hail or shine. Most of my travels involved pretty straight-forward roads, and a few bends that did not require much in the way of rider input to negotiate safely. It was not until I was faced with one or two that almost saw me kissing the embankment, that I realised the urgent need to up-the-anti and begin to work on my cornering skills (or lack-thereof being a better term). My first real attempt of cornering was at the NR Anzac Day Ride, where we rode through the spur ( my first time ever ). I enjoyed the ride IMMENSLY and got to meet some real nice people. It was that day that I met raven & pinx ( two of the nicest people I've come across here to date ). It was obvious to them that I was lacking in the cornering dept. and a few days later they were kind enough to offer to take me across to the spur for a day of mentoring. I was grateful & obviously accepted their offer. We all met up at Lilydale Maccas, where we shared a coffee and discussed what I was to expect that day. They provided me with lot of info and I was doing my best to take as much in as I possibly could. After mentioning my intention to pillion my wife, it was proposed that I experience being a pillion first-hand, to better understand the concept of being a co-rider as oppossed to being extra luggage. Shortly after heading off toward Yarra Glen, we stopped roadside. It was suggested to me that my first of two lessons begin .. (1) Experience the sensation of not being at the helm ( pillioning ) and what input is required to be a co-rider. (2) Experience the art of leaning, and getting over my fear that the bike will slide out from under me, hense the reason I am very uncomfortable leaning into a corner. Knowing a little of my background by now, ( I have never been a pillion, I hate fast rides, and even worse I'm a terrible passenger ), raven explained that I may feel scared shitless but the key is to go with the flow and not upset the bike's line. I have to admit I felt like getting on my bike and heading home at this point, but If I don't begin to conquer my fears now ... I never will. ( BORED YET? ) I mean, it's really no big deal right? My first ride as a pillion was going to be on the back of what basically is a race bike (CBR1000RR). :-w And the guy riding it usually rips through corners hanging off the bike whilst sliding a knee .. hno: I jumped on.. off we went, leaving pinx to keep my hornet company. I took in all that was said to me about following the rider's lead, working with the rider, and I think I did fairly well. Being a pillion, and not in control was a weird feeling, and although I was scared shitless..( at least I thought I was then ), I felt extremely safe having raven at the controls. We were approaching some bends ahead. I was expecting raven to demonstrate just how well one can lean a bike safely and hopefully put my fears at rest. Well FOOK me !!! I had NEVER experienced anything like it im my LIFE! Not only did raven successfully demonstrate how natural a bike felt leaning at high speeds, he showed me what 'scared shitless' was really all about. You name it,, I felt it ..Adrenalin, fear, disbelief, exhilaration, out-of body experience .. ( ok I went too far then ). :roll: Anyway, I survrived the ordeal, we got on our bikes and headed out to the spur. Pinx was taking photos whilst they were trailing behind me, watching me hit the twisties, ( laughing I suspect :wink: ). We stopped at Fernshaw Park where I was briefed on what I seemed to be doing wrong, what I needed to do etc. Down the spur again ... back up .... I just seemed to be having trouble getting my head around this 'leaning thing'. Well, back on raven's bike for another hair-raising ride through the twisties. Raven took the hornet for a scoot on his own, gave his approval of the bikes handling and capabilities. ( Also got rid of my chicken strips for me :wink: Threw me on the back on my own bike and we headed down, then back up for a demonstration of how my bike SHOULD be ridden through the twisties. Off I went again .. still not leaning, cutting into the opposite lane etc... I think there was a couple of times I actually looked like I was leaning correctly, but mostly I seemed to just lean the bike one way, whilst my body decided it prefferred the outside of the turn. WE called it quits late avo, headed down to the Beechworth for coffee, a bite and another chat, before heading home. Once home I could not stop talking about my day. I must've given Cindy ( my wife ) a bloody headache. I Pm'ed raven & pinx to thank them once again for taking the time, it must have been frustrating for them .. I warned them I wasn't a fast learner. Reflecting back, I have come to the conclusion that it was nothing but 'fear' that prevented me from doing better. Fear of speed, fear of leaning, lack of trusting the bike. The reason I kept cutting across the centreline, I believe, was lack of speed through the corner whilst attempting to keep the bike at somewhat of a lean. In conclusion, I have to say that PLENTY was achieved that day. I learned a few fundamental facts: 1: In being a pillion, you effectively become a co-rider. Your input makesa difference. 2: Bikes lean at high speed and DONT fall over. 3: Correct technique is what will save your ass 4: I have to combat my fears before I can think about progressing as a rider. I am now resigned to practicing whenever I can. To start slow, and build up speed slowly. To practice the art of leaning and trust. I would once again like to thank Raven & Pinx. They took timeout to spend an entire day trying to assist an old scaredy cat newbie in the hope that I could one day become a capable rider. For this I will always be grateful. I hope I didn't bore you lot too much, hopefully even amused You. I am not too embarrased to admit my flaws. It's only through working them out that I can ever hope to reach my goals.