I'm beating a dead horse at this point, but I wanted to clear this up a little bit. First and foremost, It didn't occur to me that not everyone knew what the Blue Ridge Parkway was. Frankly, it is motorcycle heaven and should be at least as famous (or infamous) as the "Tail of the Dragon" It is basically several hundred miles of mountain twisties with a speed limit of 45, and a speed limit of 15 to 45 through the turns. 90% (an arbitrary number indicating a significant percentage) of the turns are blind within a couple of hundred feet (again, an arbitrary number indicating a relative short distance, I have not measured every turn). Considering that at 70 MPH you are traveling over 100 feet per second (that is reasonably accurate, you can check my math), there is NOT a lot of time to react or get out of anyone's way. None of this was an isolated event, so I assume there was a club or group riding during this time.
Yes, I'm an old fart (old enough to have been at Woodstock, although for some reason I wasn't) and these days, I ride a relatively sedate Bonnevile. I've owned faster better handling bikes, a couple of Norton Commandos and a Ducati 900 SS specifically. I'm INTIMATELY aware that these bikes in no way compare to the supersport bikes of today, but they were still a LOT of fun and plenty fast enough to get in serious trouble.
One thing, to my knowledge anyway, that I've NEVER done is put anyone else on the road at risk, but particularly other bikers. I have NO PROBLEM being passed and frankly normally have a big smile on my face when anyone goes flying by me at a speed far faster than I've ever gone. Today's bikes have a power to weight ratio comparable to an Atlas booster and I have no idea how you even keep them on the ground. That's pretty cool too. Yes, I go over the peed limit on the BRP, but although Ma and Pa Kettle think I'm a lunatic, I'm not. I do NOT pass on turns, but even my sedate Bonnie can get for 35 to 50 or even (gasp) 60 pretty quickly and safely pass on a short straight.
Some of the negative comments were actually pretty funny, the one about my "slippers flying off" comes to mind. The one that simply said "fuck you old man", well, what it lacked in literacy or wit, it had in brevity. I may have come off as thin skinned, but I was more shocked that so many guys thought this was safe in any time space continuum. My assumption NOW is that at least SOME of those folks didn't realize I was talking about a road like the BRP. To those that did know, and still think passing on both sides or on the inside of a hairpin turn, you'll be meeting Jesus soon enough, explain it to him.
The point of my OP was only to point out that it's OUR road too, not your private track. If you feel it IS your private track, your are a selfish cunt, and my asking you to take it easy on old guys as their slipper go flying off isn't going to change your riding habits.