Don't look at the bikes

[No Worries]

On Thanksgiving, it was in the 60's and my friend Dean and I went riding up Lookout Mountain. He was in the lead going up. He can pull wheelies coming out of the switchbacks. Big deal. He has to let up to steer and that's when I catch up.

We hung out at the top, then I was in the lead coming down. I like that much better. I can just look ahead to the curves instead of looking at his bike and the road. We come up to a blind corner and there are about 20 sport bikes parked on an overlook. All of the riders turn to look at us as we come around the corner.

I can see all their eyes. I can even identify several bikes. DON'T LOOK AT THE BIKES, I think to myself as the road bends in the opposite direction. Wait, that was one of those Ducati Xerox 999's. I know that rider.

Luckily I snapped out of it. I was already hanging off the other side of the bike, so I turned my head away from the bikes and swept around the turn. I hate letting myself get distracted like that.