Countersteer: Riding In The Sand

Ryan Adams
by Ryan Adams

Not a week ago, I was barreling down a tight road in Baja comprised of deep sand at about 70 mph. I love riding in the sand. It doesn’t intimidate me, and I enjoy it. You see, I began riding off-road in southern California where the sand is deep and rocks are aplenty. To quote Bane in The Dark Knight Rises, “Oh, you think darkness sand is your ally. But you merely adopted the dark sand; I was born in it, molded by it.” I’m no pro desert racer, but I was living out fantasies of being one for the last seven days in Mexico. As I ripped through deep sandy trails, I thought back to an analogy someone once told me.

Life is a lot like riding in the sand, a great friend and mentor once told me. You have to be aggressive, yet adaptable while maintaining momentum and looking as far ahead as possible.

Deep sand sucks power from motorcycles – until you manage to carry enough momentum to begin gliding across the top of it. Like life, where you get bogged down at points that it can be tiring to continue moving forward, if you keep on the gas, you’ll be riding back on top before you know it.

There are all sorts of prickly reminders to stay on track while riding in the desert.

Once you’ve got momentum, the more aggressive you are, the more fun you’ll have. The more throttle you’ll use. The more you’ll depend on weighting the pegs to smoothly change direction on your way through it. Though unless you can see far enough ahead, you better plan for the occasional boulder lying in your path, ready to catch you off guard and launch you into the nearest Cholla patch or giant Cardón on the side of the trail. Some of the hits we recover from smoothly and say out loud focus!, but every so often, there comes a surprise hit that’s so hard you come off or get a pinch flat. As long as you’re prepared, it’s easy to come back from these big hits, it may just take a little longer. Keeping focus is paramount.

Looking as far ahead as possible is ever important, and as you twist the throttle, it becomes even more so. At higher speeds, when you’re hard on the gas, you’ve already bought the terrain right in front of you. Don’t worry about what’s happening now. Glance off the small bumps, loft the front, and stay concentrated. Put your full focus on what lies ahead. Prepare for a change of direction, brace for rough patches, and keep an eye out for big obstacles.

Be ready to adapt, stay loose, keep momentum, be aggressive, and keep your eyes up and looking ahead, because life is just like riding in the sand.

Ryan Adams
Ryan Adams

Ryan’s time in the motorcycle industry has revolved around sales and marketing prior to landing a gig at Motorcycle.com. An avid motorcyclist, interested in all shapes, sizes, and colors of motorized two-wheeled vehicles, Ryan brings a young, passionate enthusiasm to the digital pages of MO.

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  • Spiff Spiff on Nov 30, 2018

    Ass back, pressure on both bars, and if given the choice take the higher gear.🤠

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    • Spiff Spiff on Nov 30, 2018

      We used to say, "balls on tank", lol. I am also thinking in washes where you get small smooth rocks that roll over each other, and the front just wanders. I miss riding dirt.

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  • Alaskan18724 Alaskan18724 on Dec 06, 2018

    I mainly ride road bikes, and the two scariest moments I've had involved big road bikes and sand. One of those incidents was also the only time IN MY LIFE I ever got on a bike without a helmet, which is another discussion for another day, but suffice to say that sand on the roadway makes my hackles crawl. In a world where sand is a fact of life, ATGATT.

    • Gruf Rude Gruf Rude on Dec 06, 2018

      Sand on a sweeping corner near Nederland Colorado provided one of the most memorable incidents for me. Wife on pillion, good friend following and leaned over, flying. Was on it so quick I never even reacted, which turned out to be the right answer. My friend described it afterward, "One second I was looking at your license plate, the next instant you were gone and I saw sand and a moment later I was right behind you, still bookin' but two feet closer to the center stripe . . ."

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