The Interstate!

What was I thinking?? I mean really, do I have to go all the way to Tanger on the interstate? Yes, I do and yes I did! Wow! What an experience. Bea (my BFF) arrived early and gave me a quick lesson on riding "tight" on the interstate. She knew I was freaked out about the big curve by the Governor's mansion so she decided she would hold up fingers to let me know what gear she was in.....YEAH! We went over hand signals -close the gap, swap lanes, slow down and the all important...I gotta go! I felt ready so off we went. As we neared the interstate my heart started pounding and I swear my hands were shaking so bad I didn't think I could throttle. Once we got on the interstate and I got the hand signal to close the gap between us (I was right on the right side of her fender) we were cruising at 70 mph! I was elated but that didn't last long because I saw the darn curve up ahead. I slowed and did the whole slow, look, press and roll but I was terrified. I noticed a guy in a car in the next lane over smiling and pointing at Bea and sure enough she had 4 fingers held up above her helmet so I would know what gear to be in....it did look funny but hey I'm learning! My only faux pas was we stopped at a 4-way and Bea took off then I waited for my turn....uh evidently you're not suppose to do that. Important lesson-when riding with another bike or a group everyone moves together. I got schooled! Well, as you can see I made it home safe and sound....