Well I know I am not alone with hating gravel.
I detest it and avoid it as much as I can.
On today's ride, towards the end of the one
road I was on... Signs, Motorcyclist use Extreme
Caution, Loose Gravel..
I pulled to the shoulder as knew I had a couple cars
behind me.
I wanted to see if it is was just the short section of
road ahead of me or was it as well on the main road I would
be turning onto.
Pickup came from the main road towards my direction. I waved him
down, asked him if it was on the main road? He replied, yes but not
too far. About the same distance of what laid ahead of me. That was
towards about 300 feet.
Now to some of you that may not seem much, yet to me it may as well
been a mile.
I told him, I HATE GRAVEL.. He said he was a rider too, keep it vetical
and use a lil power...
Now I did contemplate turning around and going back the other way..

Yet if I don't face the fear, then the fear continues to haunt me.
So I told Genie, let's go gal... Putt , Putt.. lol.. Well I did know better than to go fast..
Got the the stop sign, then had to turn left. Majority of the gravel I had
just ridden thru had been packed down somewhat by other autos. So
at least it wasn't as loose as if it had just been laid down.
So I made the turn and went slow and kept her vertical.. Made it to the
end and sighed and patted Genie's tank..
We made it girl I told her as we continued our way..
Faced the fear and didn't let it ruin my ride. Yet I still Hate gravel..

kim