Oh, this reminds me of something I'd forgotten.

Now that I think about it, I was on my way home from the last time I rode TOSRV in '93, so there is a bicycle connection to this story. That also explains why I was tired and made the mistake I did...

which is, pulling out of a rest area in my truck, I forgot I wasn't on my motorcycle, and automatically waved to another motorcyclist. *He* thought I was trying to pick him up, and so he followed me 30 miles to my exit before we came to a stoplight. He pulled up beside me and asked if I wanted to go for a ride.

I had to explain that I wasn't waving at him particularly, just the bike, and I was married, but I would go riding with him on my own motorcycle if he wanted (he didn't)