My wife won’t ride with me any longer since I go 60 or more on gravel roads. Been doing it for 60 years or more and as long as the road is well graded and not a washboard or sand trail, it’s perfectly safe. It’s ok though since her screaming and hollering SLOW DOWN got real old. Of course riding with her is always an adventure since speed limits on highways mean nothing to her and she’s always late.
You would not like riding with my wife back then.
My wife’s back is so bad, she has to drive, so she can brace with the wheel. She mostly drives like a man, so I’m fine with her driving. She’s just a bit less assertive in deciding it’s time to pass. Once she makes the decision, she wastes no time getting it done.
She’s had time behind the wheels of my various half and 3/4 ton twin I (moderately modified for off road) Fords through the years. She knows how to pick off-road lines at speeds that would make some people shit their pants, on 3 wheelers too, we never got into quads. She can tow and back up trailers, too. She also did some hang gliding and had her own Honda 250 Enduro for awhile back before ’83 when we got rear ended by a Chevy camper special on the freeway in San Diego. Her back has been phuuuuuqed up that long. She’s one tough woman, I would have shot myself a long time ago trying to put up with pain she deals with. I’m blessed AND lucky!
Just turn off your hearing aid, CederQ and all you readers…
My wife won’t ride with me any longer since I go 60 or more on gravel roads. Been doing it for 60 years or more and as long as the road is well graded and not a washboard or sand trail, it’s perfectly safe. It’s ok though since her screaming and hollering SLOW DOWN got real old. Of course riding with her is always an adventure since speed limits on highways mean nothing to her and she’s always late.
You would not like riding with my wife back then.
My wife’s back is so bad, she has to drive, so she can brace with the wheel. She mostly drives like a man, so I’m fine with her driving. She’s just a bit less assertive in deciding it’s time to pass. Once she makes the decision, she wastes no time getting it done.
She’s had time behind the wheels of my various half and 3/4 ton twin I (moderately modified for off road) Fords through the years. She knows how to pick off-road lines at speeds that would make some people shit their pants, on 3 wheelers too, we never got into quads. She can tow and back up trailers, too. She also did some hang gliding and had her own Honda 250 Enduro for awhile back before ’83 when we got rear ended by a Chevy camper special on the freeway in San Diego. Her back has been phuuuuuqed up that long. She’s one tough woman, I would have shot myself a long time ago trying to put up with pain she deals with. I’m blessed AND lucky!
Just turn off your hearing aid, CederQ and all you readers…