Terri and I decided to visit Point Reyes National Park yesterday. We have passed it on HWY 1 many times with out stopping and I wanted to buy a National Park Pass.
As we were packing up to leave the neighbor across the street walked over to chat and retrieve his Siberian Husky pup. The pup was running around our feet just as cute as could be while we talked. A couple minutes later the dog was checking out the front yard next door and disappeared around the neighbors truck. Next thing we hear yelps like an injured dog or a child playing and screaming. We went to investigate and found the pup had startled an 88 year old woman in her garage. The woman had fallen and bumped her head. She had already called her daughter and wanted us to wait until she arrived. Daughter called 911, Paramedics came and took her to ER. We went back to the bike to head out on our ride.
So we figured our excitement was over for the day, until we hit the Highway. Traffic was heavy but we were in no hurry. I was cruising along at the pace of the traffic in the slow lane. Then I decided the center lane is smoother so I would merge over into that lane. I signaled and slowly changed lanes then settled in with the traffic. Traffic was slowing down ahead so I checked my mirrors and signaled for a lane change into the fast lane. When I checked my mirrors I noticed a grey Toyota had just pulled in tight behind me in the center lane so moving over would also get him off my ass. He had different ideas and decided to accelerate into the space I had just moved into. I usually hang out in the right side of the fast lane so I have escape options. Good thing I do because the grey Toyota is now lane sharing with me on my left.
Gutsy move on his part to lane share with a motorcycle? Was out to get me? Since traffic was tight I just let him slide by without reacting, I would usually accelerate away. I backed off and moved over away from him as I watched him try to force his way up the road. I had moved over into the slow lane a few miles later and he was trapped in traffic in the fast lane. I thought I would never see him again. Wrong, he caught up a few more miles later and cut me off on his way to the fast lane, changing three lanes at once. The guy was on a mission to get somewhere fast and nothing was going to slow him down. I hope he made it safely.
The rest of our ride was fantastic, more on that later.
As we were packing up to leave the neighbor across the street walked over to chat and retrieve his Siberian Husky pup. The pup was running around our feet just as cute as could be while we talked. A couple minutes later the dog was checking out the front yard next door and disappeared around the neighbors truck. Next thing we hear yelps like an injured dog or a child playing and screaming. We went to investigate and found the pup had startled an 88 year old woman in her garage. The woman had fallen and bumped her head. She had already called her daughter and wanted us to wait until she arrived. Daughter called 911, Paramedics came and took her to ER. We went back to the bike to head out on our ride.
So we figured our excitement was over for the day, until we hit the Highway. Traffic was heavy but we were in no hurry. I was cruising along at the pace of the traffic in the slow lane. Then I decided the center lane is smoother so I would merge over into that lane. I signaled and slowly changed lanes then settled in with the traffic. Traffic was slowing down ahead so I checked my mirrors and signaled for a lane change into the fast lane. When I checked my mirrors I noticed a grey Toyota had just pulled in tight behind me in the center lane so moving over would also get him off my ass. He had different ideas and decided to accelerate into the space I had just moved into. I usually hang out in the right side of the fast lane so I have escape options. Good thing I do because the grey Toyota is now lane sharing with me on my left.
Gutsy move on his part to lane share with a motorcycle? Was out to get me? Since traffic was tight I just let him slide by without reacting, I would usually accelerate away. I backed off and moved over away from him as I watched him try to force his way up the road. I had moved over into the slow lane a few miles later and he was trapped in traffic in the fast lane. I thought I would never see him again. Wrong, he caught up a few more miles later and cut me off on his way to the fast lane, changing three lanes at once. The guy was on a mission to get somewhere fast and nothing was going to slow him down. I hope he made it safely.
The rest of our ride was fantastic, more on that later.
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