This guest post was kindly contributed by Wetrider.

It’s nice to know who you’re riding with.

上一个漂亮的绿色哈雷的人已经在那里，等待着光，当我骑了。我们交换了一下眼色。我点了头。他没有。

我们即将在华盛顿州的20号高速公路向东走出山弗农，开往北瀑布公路。光转向，我们起飞，哈雷盖伊领先 - 没意见。我们有直两车道数英里到达光辉的曲线，交通重前。我讨厌穿越群山在装袋速度爬行，但在平地也没在意。

But what’s this?! Harley guy was drifting back and forth over our lane. Scuffing in new tires? I drifted back, keeping lane-right. Harley Guy slowed, sped-up, slowed – up and down 12 or 15 mph each time. Cars on the busy road would get way ahead and he’d goose it. To hear his straight-pipes? Maybe he’s stoned. Just hateful? It forced me and drivers behind to back off, quickly occasionally, then he’d run steady until we’d pick up the pace and close the gap, then he’d back off again.

迎面而来的车辆是用于传递所以，我想慢慢的把我们之间更多的空间来吸收速度的变化太稳定，但是这让我尾随。我仔细有所缓解，以及哈雷盖伊踩刹车硬，没有明显的理由，逼我和以下的交通做同样的。我找了一个地方拉断在乡间小路上，没有运气。他再次做到了特技如此突然，我不得不跑到他身边，以保持卡车后面驾驶着我。

关于然后向交通开通，所以我开枪它过去在左边和巡航了提前后面的车的安全距离，高兴的间隙被赶走的家伙的〜不过随后他呼啸而过我的右边如此接近他的外套袖子刷我的膝盖。

我正准备撕毁他的头和东西，但设法砂砾我的牙齿。运气再抵在侧路的形式，我接过来，足迹制动在极限深。我发现了一个平行的道路，骑慢，让我愤怒的方便和几英里后重新加入高速公路。

Never saw that clown again but the experience got me thinking about how desirable it is to know who you’re riding with. That was the second time in recent memory another rider made my ride too risky – one I’d agreed to ride with!

He was a new neighbor with a UJM 700. Upon learning I rode, he suggested we take a little ride together, so on a nice day we rode a few miles through town, across a bridge, past farms & fields and stopped in a public park where we pulled our helmets off.

I ride easily in towns and deer country. When he took the lead, he shot off riding ten-over everywhere. Stop signs said “yield,” maybe. He rides like he’s in The Brotherhood, where I save my hot-shoeing for empty back roads, race tracks, the dirt.

A half-minute after we stopped in the park, just long enough for me to put on my shades, he all of a sudden jammed his helmet on and took off!

What th…??!

自1957年以来我一直缠身，在军中服役，远洋航行了很多，商业捕捞和其他一些东西，你总是照顾你的好友。它已经成为根深蒂固的，所以，当我的邻居冲动分裂，我赶紧把我的头盔，眼罩拉下来了我的太阳镜。

They weren’t meant to go over glasses and the strong elastic pulled my shades hard against my right eye. It hurt like hell. Determined to stick with my riding partner, I thought I’d fix it at a stop sign in a couple of minutes.

He didn’t stop at the sign. He accelerated hard onto a long country road straight, and like a dummy, I gunned it after him and caught up just as he passed a car. Moving well, I swung out to pass too, got up to the car’s left front as my neighbor pulled back into the right lane, staying next to the centerline, and just as I was about to swing right, he slowed directly in front of the car and shut the door on me. I had no place to go and we were about to enter a long blind curve.

The driver quickly slowed to make room, thankfully, and that was that. I thought.

它仍然是几分钟之前，我得到了我的眼球的压力。一两天后出现在我的右眼明亮的闪光，随后一辆黑色窗帘移动从底部慢慢印迹越来越多的眼光在眼睛。一位外科医生把视网膜回原处，或多或少。我听说眼球变形是最有可能的罪魁祸首，而现在我已经受损的视力。我保留我的权利的余光，我的左眼仍然很大，因为我骑30000英里平安无事，因此觉得自己很幸运，但我认为那家伙乔纳！

生活与学习：如果我得到知道小丑一些第一，我绝不会骑他。他显然缺乏对他人良好的意识和考虑。

But, you can’t always pick who you ride with. Coming off crowded ferry boats, all riders leave together. You can only hope the guy close in front of you can handle the wet steel ramp, and there’s another riding inches from your elbow.

您能够愉快地惊讶。两次多年来我骑与地狱天使。简单地说。陌生人给我，但是两次很好的车手。可能是一个成员的要求。

第一次是在北加州，1967年有点喜剧：我对我的全新350爪哇加州两冲程，所有的东西。它有红明亮和镀铬水箱，沉重白色挡泥板。上回是看中紧身皮革一个可爱的年轻馆员，我们就赶上了一个大包天使的通过门多西诺县跑尾部。都有英里去两车道，但他们只是做40英里每小时。

无太肯定路过`他们，我仰着看。都穿着“颜色”和包装拉伸四分之一英里，车手并排侧，在这些预头盔法天风沿着鼻子到尾巴如雷，头发。

他们太慢了我，但我是一个年轻的上班族与那些家伙一定是什么样子小丑自行车一个漂亮的女孩。最后，我到地狱说用它 - 我不打算继续沿着慢条斯理地通过每一个曲线看菜刀火花路面。我们没有时间停下来，同时，也没有备用路由。

I gunned it, passed as many as I could on a short straight, slowed, nodded to the right and the pack made room for me. A guy nodded back and I slid in among `em. When it was clear, I pulled out with a wave ‘so-long’ and goosed it passed a bunch more. They made room again as we approaching another curve. The next pass got me by the rest. With a wave, we vanished into the distance – or a cloud of blue smoke.

I still grin at the thought of that picture: All those choppers, extended forks, long hair flying – and sticking up in the middle of the pack the couple from a Honda ad in bright white helmets on a funny bike.

I guess because that and other rides with strangers have worked out, I never gave a second thought to riding with strangers – until fairly recently. Now with my right eye a constant reminder, I’m extra watchful when invited to ride with anybody I don’t know – and I never just assume we should stick together.