As someone who rides an already heavy bike (it’s just old), and drives a hybrid, I just don’t personally see motorcycles ever really being a meaningful use-case for hybrid tech. Batteries are heavy and current electric bikes already don’t get fantastic range, so it just doesn’t make sense to add more weight to get less range. Stop-start application may have some use in a dual clutch transmission, or maybe on pulling the clutch in, but that’s only useful in traffic, where you really want consistency and reliability when you don’t have any buffer space, and most bikes get better fuel economy anyways…

Didn’t mean to rant a bit, I was a hybrid and EV diag tech for Chevy for a bit and I gave it some thought.

1984 Honda VF700S and a 1st, then 2nd gen Toyota Highlander hybrid.

They also tend to be wealthier, given that they were eligible for work or school abroad programs.

I was literally just doing that lmao

Is it time to cue up The Day After Tomorrow?

Fucken do it then

Sitting by the fire on a motorcycle camping trip, relaxing, when I start hearing an occasional crunch or rustle. I thought nothing of it until it didn’t sound like it was getting further away. Where I camp oftentimes has toads hoping around, or rodents, so I usually ignore anything that sounds lighter than a small dog, but this noise started to sound… Off, so after a while I grab my light and start sweeping it up the hill a bit to my left. As I’m sweeping up the hill, my light passes over feet, so I snap back and aim up and I’m now shining a light into the face of a black bear that was slowly walking towards where I was sitting. I had finished eating a while ago, and my food was already in a tree, my paper trash already burned up and hour ago, but some of the other sites had families with kids who were probably cooking hotdogs or something and I just happened to be down wind on the edge of the forest, so I was in it’s path. I jumped up and just started making all kinds of stupid caveman noises and it turned and ran so fast it kicked up dirt! I spent the night sleeping in my hammock holding my pistol to my chest (I did not have a round chambered, so it was safe, and it’s light was brighter than my flashlight).

Went back to that area in the fall and walked over to that site and found a big ol pile of bear shit right where I had hammocked earlier that year, so I guess it still lives in the area.