Short trip today. First, a stop at my dermatologist who said I don't have any signs of skin cancer. Considering my absolute lack of doing much of anything to protect myself except to wear motorcycle clothing as much as I can, this was good news.
I went to a Bible study last night, and forgot my salad bowl. So I had a nice ride last night...and another today.
On the way home, the road narrowed from two lanes to one lane.
This guy didn't want to believe he was to give the right of way to my lane.
I don't know why some people can be such jerks. There were four vehicles in front of me and as you can see in that first pic, there was nowhere to go. But he got up next to me to the point I looked to my right, and there he was. Washington license plate CCL4499. Time: 12:43:01.
As the road went to two lanes again, he pretended he was driving a McLaren and not a Tahoe as he floored it going from one lane to another...till the road again narrowed and he had to sit behind traffic again. Maybe he was going to the hospital and just saving the trouble of a phone call and ambulance ride? He certainly wasn't driving in a manner conducive to passing his genes on.
Ooops...I forgot the obligatory motorcycle pics.
Chris