New territory

Today after a year and a half of having my motorcycle license I took my first ride on my own without Mickey. It was just from my house to work but I was still very nervous. I was feeling pretty good until, just outside of Mt. Washington, a group of 5-6 Harleys pulled up behind me. I was certain I was going to stall, fall over or just plain do something stupid but I managed not to embarrass myself and I don't think they made fun of my bike too much. (the truth is they were distracted by a large group of scooters and hey, at least I had a motorcycle) Don't tell him, but I think I might like riding without Mickey a little better than riding with him. I know it's hard to believe but he tends to be a tad bossy and exacting. Here's to a summer of riding fun!!!