Did our first real ride yesterday. 13 miles around Port Bolivar. Not much traffic, so it was good for working out our communications. We did have two incidents, however.

The first time was her fault. We were coming to a stop and she was holding the right pedal up, preventing me from putting my right foot down. Lesson: When stopping, stoker does what the captain needs, and if she doesn't, then I apply more force to put the pedal where I need it.

Second time was my fault. We had stopped and I felt the bike lean as if she was getting off, so I obliged and did what I thought she wanted, and leaned over so she could get off. We both got dumped in front of witnesses to our clumsiness. She was still clipped in and had been shifting around. She hurt her shoulder, but will be ok, maybe a little sore in the morning. Lesson: Don't make any assumptions and wait for verbal confirmation of what the stoker wants me to do.

And some pics:

Port Bolivar, Fort Travis by Yo Spiff, on Flickr


Port Bolivar, South Jetty by Yo Spiff, on Flickr


Port Bolivar by Yo Spiff, on Flickr


On the road by Yo Spiff, on Flickr