Mondays suck
So we’re out on the bikes the other day, cruisin’ around in the sunshine and heat, enjoying some country roads, lake views and prairie scenery. All is good. Everyone is mellow. There’s next to no traffic and we can all just about feel the stress of the week melting off us.
We pulled over at one point to save a tiny turtle that was trying to cross the road. Poor little thing was about the size of a silver dollar and would likely have been road grease if we hadn’t moved him along to the other side.
At another point the road we’d been planning to take just sort of… ended. A bridge was out. A park we wanted to visit was closed due to flooding.
Still, no stress. We were all like… eh… fuck it. Let’s just go this way. Not really knowing where that way really was. Just chillin’ and enjoying the ride.
Then we stopped for something to eat, which meant back into a more busy area for a bit. Which meant traffic. And idiots.
And of course, no matter who was leading, people cut us off and hung their noses (of their cars) out into traffic and turned in front of us and basically acted like asshats. Being on a motorcycle, in city traffic, really sucks sometimes. I mean really. It can be frightening.
The best part of the day, though? When some dude in a minivan cut us off and Taylor laid on the horn, passed him up and called him an asshole. And then our friend Gate zoomed by him and blew him a kiss and a wink. And by the time our friend Doug cruised by him, flipped him off and got called a bitch, we were all laughing our asses off.
Watching people get upset when they get hollered at for doing something stupid and wrong — and they KNOW it was stupid and wrong — is amusing as hell.
But the part that made it the best was that, even in a stressful, dangerous situation where someone could have been hurt, we didn’t let it get us stressed. We all stuck together, rode together and remained… chill.
I wish we had more days like that.
Mondays suck.
I get cut off in my Jeep ALL the time. My car, not so much.
But when the top’s off and the door’s are off, and I’m up so high… I feel so exposed and some days it scares the shit out of me. I wonder, will I not change gears in time to stop myself from slamming into the back of these idiots? Will my foot slip off the clutch or the gearshift slip out of place? Wranglers were not made to be crash-safe, it’s just a shell of a vehicle so in an accident, I’m at serious risk of getting hurt.
I hate city traffic and I hope to hell I get to move back to the country after our stint in Virginia Beach is done. I hate it here, hate city life. I want to live on the outskirts of a city and drive 20 or 30 minutes into it when need be instead of living right in the heart of it.
Sounds like a great time- i can imagine the scenery and open air must be really nice!
Sir got His motorcycle license last year and bought a bike this year. He wants me to get my license as well and i am scared to death-
but i think that is a root of my fear…assholes just as you described.
i know how paranoid i get of ignorant drivers in my car – i cannot imagine how i am gonna feel on a bike. i will conquer it in time but i think fearing other ignorant drivers is probably a good safeguard??!! i dunno…
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I agree…people are IDIOTS in traffic. I would have loved to seen the look on the guys face when you each got to make a point. Too damn funny. I’m leary of traffic, esp since my ex was a truck-driver–omg, so many near crashes because people pull out in front of you & slam on their brakes–80,000 lbs does NOT stop quickly. And when a trailer is fish tailing behind you & you’re ATTACHED to it–holy batshit scary.
I piss off other drivers because I’ll run kind of ‘blockade’ when there are bikes/motorcycles in front of me. I’d rather get my boat hit in the ass than see the crazy asshats messing with motorcyclists. Screw asshat bad drivers with their cellphone or texting & swerving because they can’t bother to LOOK AT THE ROAD & BE AWARE. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wanted a machine gun or a TANK to run their asses over. And Im sooo not an angry road raged driver until some IDIOT TRIES TO KILL ME & MY KIDS.
Be careful out there! Glad you de-stressed & had fun, your pics look awesome!