Don’t Die!

“Don’t die,” Kathy told me the night before I went riding in the twisties of Tennessee.

Good advice. I like advice that is simple to follow.

The next day, half an hour into the ride, I almost died. I almost died because I did something I know I shouldn’t have done. 

Here’s what happened.

There were four of us riding at a slow, controlled speed. We were ridi…