Thanks for the encouragement MZ33 and cdillon23. And yes, MZ, I would have loved to take the 3 day class. However, I did find out that the experienced driver class was more about actually working out on the course than it was classroom and we never saw even one video. One of the men commented that he had been worried that our class would just be a lot of verbal instruction and videos but the hands on training was something he was glad to see. Me too.
I knew I had already done a lot of reading and I didn't miss any on the written test they gave us at the end of the day. All the other drivers were better drivers than me though. Well, the class was for experienced drivers so I expected that. One guy handled his Goldwing beautifully through all the swerves-and-stops, cones and exercises.
The instructors stayed on my case but it was good for me. I wanted to learn everything I could from them. Once, when I was learning how to make sharp turns in a small area during an exercise. I took one turn too fast and leaned the bike so much that I scraped my kickstand.
I guess that's nothing to most of you reading this but I didn't like it at all! My instructor just grinned when I told him what had happened and we talked about what I did wrong and I went back and did it right.
One guy was driving his sister's bike. It was a beautiful Harley that had long, black fringe hanging off of the handlebars and the footboards and saddle bags. I don't even dream about riding something like that but I can enjoyed looking at it.
Well, MZ33, you asked if anyone gave me any grief about my scooter. I saw a few little smiles on some of the men's faces but they treated me with respect. The instructor asked me right in front of them how long I had been driving so they knew I had only been at it a couple of months with most of my practice being in a field and a small parking lot. They were good bunch of guys.
I was the only woman in the class but when my husband and I went out to lunch, I saw a woman driving a big bike. She wasn't wearing a helmet and she had on a sleeveless top and her face wore a stern "don't mess with me look" on it. When we got back to class I told my Harley driving instructor that I saw a "tough biker chick" and described her to him. He asked me if she had tattoos. I said I didn't notice and he said that would be his kind of woman.
I had to go over and over some things on the course more than anyone else. They had to take extra time with me and everyone seemed cool with it.
I loved being able to have a good place to ride, I kept zipping around the course even during some of the breaks just enjoying myself. There was definitely no showing off going on though. I learned a long time ago that when you are showing off, that's when you can get the most embarrassed. Plus, I don't think I could do anything on my 250 that would impress the Harley and Goldwing riders. lol
I liked running over the plank in the road. (I hope if I ever see one in front of me when I'm out riding that it's positioned exactly like that. What do you think the chances are?) I was glad to learn how to go over it correctly though. I had only read about it and not done it. I was also a little worried about my front wheel because it's only 12 inches. The instructor assured it would be no problem though and it wasn't.
I loved that the instructors were kind but relentless. Sometimes I felt like they just kept at me but they encouraged me too and told me several times that I was doing good.
They also told me that I was riding a lot better at the end of the day. Nobody layed a bike down. I was glad of that.
Hey, cdillon--that was pretty neat that they used your bike in church. Before Jim and I got married, I went to a larger church in a different town and the preacher actually drove his bike up on the stage once. I didn't go there at the time but I sure heard about it. He was always using visual aids during his preaching and needless to say---He was a very interesting preacher.
I look forward to the day I can ride my bike to church. I don't think the Sunday morning ride would be much of a problem because we go in pretty early (we work in the church) but by the time the second service is over the streets are pretty crowded and I want to ease myself into that kind of traffic. One of the men in my book said that starting out with only about five minutes of that kind of driving would be a good thing and then said to add five minutes more each time until you got more used to it.
That's what I am planning to do. My husband and I have already talked about it and we plan to ride together to the library. That will give me about five minutes of town traffic and one stop light.
Well, I'm worn out you all. It's been a great weekend but the thought of cool sheets on a soft bed and the breeze from the ceiling fan carressing me to sleep is too hard to resist.
I hope you all have wonderful weekends too.