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š± That Deer Didnāt Blink. Neither Did I.
Swerving skills: the line between legend and obituary.
š± That Deer Didnāt Blink. Neither Did I.
PLUS: Swerving skills: the line between legend and obituary.


š Swerving aināt just for sport bikes, slick
Let me take you back to a dusk ride on Route 36, somewhere between nowhere and who-the-hell-knows. Iām cruising, tank half full, lungs full of desert air, and heart full of that post-wrenching peace only the road gives.
Then boom ā headlights hit a deer. Mid-lane. Dumb as hell and frozen like a rookie in a bar fight. I didnāt brake. Didnāt blink. Just swerved. Muscle memory. Years of drills. Lived to finish my ride and drink my whiskey. That deer? Still confused. Probably telling ghost stories to squirrels. š¦šØ
You donāt rise to the occasion out there. You fall to your level of training. And if your idea of swerving is just ālean harder,ā youāre screwed.


š What swerving really is (and what it ain't)
Swerving isnāt some elegant lean into a graceful curve like you're posing for a Harley commercial. Itās a controlled freakout ā a precision panic move that gets your skin and your scoot away from whatever the hell just popped up in your lane.
š£ The truth: Most riders donāt practice it. They think theyāll just āreact.ā Guess what? Your untrained reaction is a straight line to the ER. Or worse ā the dirt nap express.

ā” Swerving 101 ā from a road dog whoās still here
Hereās the no-bullshit way to practice like your life depends on it. Because it damn well does.
š Step 1: Eyes up, always
You canāt avoid what you donāt see. Scan like youāre expecting a ninja raccoon to jump out at any moment. š¦š¶ļø
šļøāāļø Step 2: Body loose, bike tight
Grip the tank with your knees. Arms loose. You guide the bars ā donāt death grip āem. You want control, not a chokehold.
šØ Step 3: Push to move ā fast and sharp
You donāt āturnā the bike ā you push the bars. Quick, deliberate. Push right to go right. Then snap it back just as hard to center up. Donāt overthink it. Just drill it till itās muscle memory.
šÆ Step 4: Do it before you need it
Empty parking lot. Traffic cones. Old boots. Trash cans. Donāt care. Just create obstacles and practice. Do it until you could dodge a tire at 60 mph and not spill your coffee.


š§ Why most riders mess this up
Because they never commit. They half-ass the drill, or they brake while swerving. Thatās how you lose traction and faceplant into a guardrail.
DO NOT BRAKE WHILE SWERVING. Read that again. Then tattoo it on your gas tank if you have to. š§±āļø
You swerve to avoid. You brake to stop. Doing both at the same time turns your ride into a crash course in physics. Literally.

š” Pro Tip from Blake: šļøš¢
Swerving aināt sexy, but neither is road rash on your ass. If you havenāt practiced in the last 3 months, youāre a hazard ā to yourself and everybody behind you. Get your butt in a parking lot. Work your drills. Donāt be the guy whose last words were, āI thought I could make it.ā

š¦ Bonus gear that actually belongs in your saddlebag
You ever had to swerve off the road into pitch-black nowhere? I have. Thatās why I carry a Black Bullet Light ā 1,300 blinding lumens in a 2-inch beast that weighs less than your excuses.
Itās normally $29 ā but today itās 100% free (yeah, really). Lone Survivalistās running a gritty little giveaway. You just cover a couple bucks shipping and youāre in.
You get a light thatāll burn through bone 𦓠and they get a shot at winning your trust.
Or Tap the image belowā¦
(Yeah, we blurred it on purpose. If you canāt handle a mystery, you canāt handle the flashlight.)
Donāt ride blind. Not now. Not ever.

šÆļø Your next move?
Donāt wait for the day you need this to wish youād trained for it. Grab a six-pack, drag your buddy, and make a damn day of it.
Set up your cones, push those bars, and lock it in. Muscle memory saves lives. Just ask my handlebars.
Ride smart, ride ruthless,
Blake āIron Sageā Rivers
P.S. If your swerving game is solid, prove it. Hit me up with what drills you run or the last time swerving saved your bacon. Don't leave me hanginā. Letās trade stories ā iron sharpens iron. š¬
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