I was bringing the Solera home from the Boat Farm yesterday to get ready for this weekend. Just past Diamond Bluff I noticed a white car behind me while heading down the hill. I figured I would pull over a bit when the next safe place for him to pass comes up.
I’m going 50-55 mph which is the speed limit for most of that stretch but I know if it was me back there, I would want to get around this “boat”. Car coming, not safe to pass, double yellow lines for over 5 miles… crap!
Actually there was one very short area I could have pulled over but there was a bicyclist well into the lane. Now I’m a little worried the guy behind me could be one of those guys that says the ‘ell with it and pass in an area where he’s blind to on coming traffic and at best, I’ll witness a head on or at worst…I’ll be involved in an accident!
Finally a safe and legal place to pass opens up and I put on my right turn signal, start slowing and pulling on to the tarred shoulder. He passes me and I move back into the my lane.
Then he puts his hand out the window and waves! I actually cracked a smile.
Sometimes it’s just the little things that make a guys day.