Ah, this brought back memories of my first run-off-the-road.
I too was living in a rural area very similar to where TrekHawk lives (only 1 county away!) that had a high number of big trucks per capita. I think I'd had my bike maybe a month and was riding with a friend (who is an experienced rider) on a road that I hadn't ridden on before. So I was already a little gripped since the roads there didn't have shoulders or white lines or anything (I eventually got over that...). Anyhoo, here comes Big Truck Man. My friend and I were a little spread out (he was in front of me) and Big Truck Man decides to give me a "scare" I guess and pulls off the road into the dirt between me & my buddy, thus throwing rocks and dirt in my face and forcing me to go down. Truck Man then speeds off but not before uttering some unintelligible obscenity at my buddy.
I was definitely shook up but interestingly most pissed about the scratch on my new bike. My friend never suggested riding on that road again!I look back on it now as a learning experience, but it was way scary at the time.



I look back on it now as a learning experience, but it was way scary at the time.
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