I am back from Victoria. What a nice couple of days. Yesterday my friend and I packed a lunch and walked to the beach for a while. However, before we left her neighbour ( and sort of a friend ), came by because he saw me go by on the bike. He has a Honda Goldwing and has been riding for years. If he was on the site he could call himself old-n-I ride too fast and and I change lanes too suddenly and I follow too close to vehicles in front of me.
I must remember that for an entry into my blog.
He suggested we go riding...my friend riding pillion behind him and me following on my bike. We had a conversation about the fact that I'm a new rider and that I ride the speed limit. He seemed to think that was cool.
Today we left the house and as soon as he turned onto Oak Bay Road, I knew I would be playing catch up all morning. He doesn't really stop at stop signs unless there's something coming. So he comes to a rolling stop and takes off before I am there. ( Remember, I have no idea where we are going )
As soon as we got to some straight clear lanes of highway, vroom, he was off like a flash, or when we were in dense traffic he would suddenly put on his blinker and squeeze in between cars to change lanes....meanwhile, I then have to change lanes a few cars back. My friend had on a red helmet, so I was able to see them ahead.
He led us around Langford, Metchosin, Colwood?, ( where we went for breakfast) Sooke.
We rode along past the golf course and then onto Millstream (?) Road.
Now, old-n-slow, you are probably very familiar with the area I am talking about. I think he said it's called the Highlands.
I am new. I don't know the roads. There are very tight blind curves that I have no idea what is around them, so I have to go slow....like the signs say. He was gone. I had no idea how far ahead. Eventually I caught up to him where he had pulled over to the side of the road.
He asked if I was enjoying the road. I said I was, but was he expecting me to keep up? Apparently not, but he still didn't slow down.
I spent most of the ride, alone. He spent most of ride speeding, stopping to wait, speeding, stopping to wait.......
Eventually we came to some straight stretches with traffic and I was finally able to ride sort of staggered behind hime. When my friend asked what did staggered mean, he explained it, but he sure didn't practice it very well.
For crying out loud, if you want to play tour guide to someone from out of town, you shouldn't be zooming ahead out of sight.
Other than that, it was a very nice couple of days.
And a few younger guys and gals.
What a day.....what a ride.....it was wonderful.....The traffic wasn't very heavy and because it was Saturday there were no construction crews working. There is a bit of grooved and coned highway for 7 km but the rest of the way was great.
) in that area. I am sure there are plenty I haven't seen. I generally enjoy the tour though.