ride home last night, I was flying, fastest trip ever. Had my first confrontation with a motorist on my new route and was surprised with who it was. You'd figure someone else on two wheels would have a clue with what we go through out there. Some knob on a Harley parked behind me at a traffic light says "hey, this ain't the bike path, get the #$@! out of the way." I just snorted and ignored him (a year ago I'd have yapped at him, I held back, I must be getting smarter). He switched lanes and went around me.