The fog comes in ...
Nov. 13th, 2008 04:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gayathriand was under the bay bridge this morning as I was riding into work. It was gorgeous - like punch me in the gut kinda gorgeous, just the mist and the bridge, and the cold clear morning, and I on my motorcycle.
This is the perfect weather - a little chill, clean, crisp air - what's missing are the Autumn leaves from New England.
My bad this morning was being so distracted by the fog and water and smell...
I almost didnt notice the Mercedes SUV come to a halt in front of me.
_almost_, because something noticed, and pulled on the brakes and clutch levers, and when my brain did engage, pulled _hard_ on the brake, so that I felt the weight shift forward and my rear wheel come up off the ground.
ok, really, dumbass. Tap the rear brake, feel the bike drop the rear tyre back onto the pavement and I'm stopped, upright and safely. A little too close for comfort.
Note to self: Quit being an asshole and pay attention.
This is the perfect weather - a little chill, clean, crisp air - what's missing are the Autumn leaves from New England.
My bad this morning was being so distracted by the fog and water and smell...
I almost didnt notice the Mercedes SUV come to a halt in front of me.
_almost_, because something noticed, and pulled on the brakes and clutch levers, and when my brain did engage, pulled _hard_ on the brake, so that I felt the weight shift forward and my rear wheel come up off the ground.
ok, really, dumbass. Tap the rear brake, feel the bike drop the rear tyre back onto the pavement and I'm stopped, upright and safely. A little too close for comfort.
Note to self: Quit being an asshole and pay attention.
