This is NOT a local story, it was posted on another forum I frequent. I think there are some good lessons in it, especially given the # of riders who appear to hook up via. BCSB for rides. It doesn't hurt to be reminded occasionally. I think it's appropriate to post this, lemme know if not.
Yesterday morning, I met three riders at a coffee shop in Cave Creek. They invited me to ride with them through 89a and 89 which goes through Jerome, Prescott, Yarnell Hill, and Wickenburg. It was a spirited ride... an older gentleman Jeff who had invited me was good competition and we took turns chasing each other through the corners. The other two riders were novice riders... one of them breaking in his first street bike (NAME DELETED). I noticed several errors he made and pointed them out to him. I told him to slow down on his corner approaches and feather the front brake instead of just grabbing a bunch of it. I made it known he shouldn't try to keep up with me at the expense of riding faster than his comfort level.
The last thing he said to me was... "I'd better wait on buying that R1." I replied that he should learn how to ride this bike first.
5 minutes later and a few miles down the road on the approach to Yarnell hill, I saw him overtake the guy behind me and close the distance between him and I. I set up for the first curve right before the road splits and hit it at more than a modest speed. As I was buzzinig through the corner I saw a red ferrari testarossa going the opposite direction. I thought to myself nice car, stood it up, looked in the rearview mirror, and realized NAME DELETED was no longer with me. I continued my ride as it was a one way road after the split and came back up after waiting at the bottom for awhile. There he was, next to what used to be a motorcycle, covered by a sheet laying on the double yellow. His friend walked up to me and said simply "He's dead." He had hit the driver's side of the red ferrari going at what I estimate to be 80 mph.
The ride home was the longest ride I've ever ridden. I don't remember much of it... only that I wished I had declined the offer that morning.
Moving forward, I will be much more careful of who I let ride with me, what kind of advice I provide to novice riders, and how I ride in general. We are in a sport/hobby with inherent risks and when you ride with friends, you accept a great deal of emotional liability.
I wish he had heeded my advice rather than try to keep up with me. My point was poorly communicated or maybe he misinterpreted what i was trying to say... I'll never know.
Be careful out there.