Last Night

Last night I was feeling antsy and decided to head out on my own. I generally ride with hubby leading as I am not familiar with the area. I am a grand one for panicking if I cannot find my way home. Although, last night it was different, because I wanted to be by myself. I took off around 7:30 pm and headed north towards Tallahassee. I took Springhill Road to get to my favorite gas station (it is always cheaper than all the others). I met a gentleman who was filling up his motorcycle, who asked some questions about Bug, gave a reminder to check my oil and tire pressure, and then headed out. I then continued on my way to Tallahassee. I went in search of Old Plank Road. It has a nice curvy stretch that I wanted to ride on. I am still quite unsure of myself in curves and corners, so I try to practice whenever possible. Well I found it and was able to put another piece of the puzzle of Tallahassee together. I am slowly learning where everything leads to and how to get there. The nice thing was that when I hit the curvy part of Old Plank Road I was in fact completely alone. There was not another vehicle the whole entire way of that portion. It gives a surreal feeling as to being the only person alive. It was like I owned the road...pretty neat. It was wonderful...I could take my time and not worry about holding someone up or not keeping up. You see hubby has 30+ years of riding experience to my 3 months and he can't remember all that being a newbie entitles. He forgets that I am a newbie and there are times when I am taken out of my comfort zone more than I would like. I guess it is a compliment that he puts me up with his skill level and I am grateful he thinks that I am that good. Sometimes though I would just like to be a newbie and take things slow and get scared at traffic and the such. So last night I was the newbie...I took my time and built up a little bit more of my confidence. I took those curves nice and easy. I learned a little bit more about myself as well. I learned that I am actually not half bad at this riding thing after all. After my nice stretch of curves I headed to Wal-Mart to get some milk and headed home to a waiting cup of iced coffee made by hubby extraordinaire. It was a great ride and I enjoyed it immensely.