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Once, just once I was truly scared. Some years ago, I had just finished the break in on a 2000 Venture. I packed everything up and headed for Tennessee from Missouri. Great ride down to the Smokey’s! Spent the night outside of Gatlinburg with the intent to get up early and beat the traffic and morning up into the Mountains to watch the Sunrise from Newfound Gap , then ride on into Cherokee N.C. Early spring morning, up before the sun…..right on track for what I wanted headed up into the Mountains and enjoying the curves until I came into the first curved tunnel and that black ice! I felt the ass end gaining on the front end while I’m running 55 through this tunnel, I was convinced I was going down and opted to go off the high side in my head. All I could see was the asphalt below me and the concrete surrounding me when I slid out of the tunnel, felt the rear wheel catch and the bike line out. To this day, I cannot tell you how I stayed upright. I can tell you where the pucker mark in that seat came from.
I saw the sunrise, and enjoyed every second of it....sitting right there. I also slow down for tunnels now.
Especially when they are wet. Just don't like the idea of wet metal under my tires
