A couple of years ago, when I first started riding, I tried lane splitting. I was nervous, really nervous.
In California, lane splitting is not illegal, provided you’re doing it at a safe speed.
At first, I would only lane split for a few minutes, and then have to pull back into the lane just to settle my nerves. I would hear other riders talk about lane splitting for miles and miles, some of them claiming to split at speeds of 70 MPH or more. I couldn’t comprehend how anyone could lane split at that speed for that long.
Riding the Indian Scout, however, I can start to understand.
The bike is so nimble, with it’s weight down low, that I could navigate through corn mazes on this thing. The light steering, the narrow profile, it’s as easy as shifting my weight left and right like a running back through a field of tacklers. In other words, it has the ability to make a rider with only 2 years of experience into one with 20 years.
But it’s not to say that I’m lane splitting at 70 MPH on the Indian Scout. This girl has her limits, and is not about to push them. What this bike tells me, however, is that a good motorcycle makes all the difference. It’s comforting to know that when I need to navigate through a tight space, the Scout will let me do it. It gives me a greater sense of security knowing that whatever situation I find myself in, the Scout will help me get out of it.
Now that I have two years of riding under my belt, covering nearly 40,000 miles, I’ve become more used to lane splitting. I can’t help wondering how much of that confidence comes from riding the Scout versus my own skills. I’d like to think that it’s the latter, but I can’t kid myself either. The Scout has been a joy to ride!