I was a cruiser rider (big bikes) most of my life, and I handled the twisties just fine at a moderate pace. I would scrape the pegs or footboards, but that was usually a wake up call to slow down a bit. I wouldn't even try to keep up with my Brother on his sport bikes, but he knew I was back there.
Then I bought the Spyder. Of course its a totally different animal. Luckily, I only lived 10 miles from TN Hwy 421 (The Snake). I wasn't sure about the Spyder's handling characteristics and it felt weird at 1st. So I figured I would learn how to ride this thing in the most demanding type of environment I might encounter.
Every day at around 2pm, I would set out for Hwy 421 and ride all the way up the country store in Shady Valley and back. Each day I would learn more about the unique characteristics of this machine. After about 3 rides I was discovering all kinds of things, like braking, engine braking, what gear to choose, what it feels like to lift a front tire in a sharp turn, drifting the rear tire, traction, and traction control, my body position while in the turns, and how fast it would stop.
My F3S told me by way of worn brake pads and warped front rotors that I had definitely pushed it to the limits - or at least my limits. I'm not really sure of the Spyder's limits, but I can tell you its capable of more than I will ever be able to match. It's a wonderful machine.
After probably 10 or so hard fast rides up and down The Snake, the F3S & myself were in sync. I pretty much tamed The Snake, and learned that I was able to hang with the sport bike guys until they would abandon all safety and start dragging knees. I caught myself in some scary moments and learned that while I had pretty much mastered the Spyder, I had also found my limits.
After new brake pads, upgraded rotors, and all new tires, it even handled better. Way Better.
After all that testing, I felt very confident in the twisties, and I realized just how much I enjoy riding this Spyder in less aggressive environments, and even just started riding The Snake at a slower pace, but I knew what my capabilities were.
Now living in Nor-Cal, where we have lots of highways that are nothing but twisties, I feel confident riding with my Brother while he's on his Suzuki GSR 1000 GT. I definitely don't ruin his day by slowing him down waiting on me. Of course, he can twist the throttle and leave me in the dust at any time, but he's also getting wiser and slowing down to a more moderate pace.
I no longer push my F3S like I did in the beginning, but I do enjoy a spirited ride in the twisties. I really don't enjoy the 4 lane highways all that much. I only tolerate them long enough to get to the highways that have lots of turns and twists, or if I have to travel somewhere that requires riding on them. I'm not in any shape or form a touring type rider, or an iron butt guy - 300 miles and I'm beat. Especially if it's a 250 mile loop up here in the twisties, which we do probably twice a season. It's a long day, and you will be sore afterwards. Still, it's worth it. But in the end, I totally prefer a twisty road with well groomed blacktop over the super slab. I think I ride my F3S like it's supposed to be ridden. It is, after all, the Sportbike of trikes. I call the F3S a Sport Trike.
I do have access to a couple of 2 wheelers to ride (my Brothers) as he has 5 bikes, but I prefer the Spyder now, and I feel so much more relaxed and confident on it. To me, it instantly feels like I've been riding it my whole life the moment I throw a leg over it, fire up the 1330 engine, and set off ona ride.