DON’T FOLLOW ME … I’M LOST

Wow … was I ever lost … as in … I sure was lost … as in clueless. Yesterday I rode most of the way with a friend to where he lives. I stopped just a very short distance from his house to head back to the trail we left. I knew how to get to my house from his house but I wasn’t going to my house directly so I tried navigating my was thru subdivisions I was not familiar with. To make matters worse there was lots of street closures for construction projects going on so I had to find a different route. I had no idea what streets we had just taken to get thru the various subdivisions. I would need to study a map to figure it out. Many of the streets were dead end so I had to keep turning around and going back. I had told my friend when he surprised me and turned into a subdivision rather than stay on the trail along the main street (which I thought he would do) that I will probably need him to ride back with me a ways as I would never remember the route he was taking thru the subdivision. I was just kidding but it sure would have helped. I got so lost and turned around. I had no idea where I was at and where I was headed … where I needed to go. Basically I just wanted to come out somewhere where I was familiar with the area and would then know what to do. I finally did and I sure was surprised as I was miles from anywhere I expected to be. Fortunately I was very familiar with the area and it was simple enough from then on even though I had a very long way to ride to get back to the trail. And where I came back onto the trail was many miles from where I got off of it It all worked out and I had a very good ride even though it was a bit embarrassing. I mean … it is not the sort of thing I would want to tell anyone. Hey, what am I telling you for? This is embarrassing. Here is a map of sorts. I can’t fill it in any better than this as I don’t have a clue what streets we rode on (blue line) after leaving the trail (red line). The black circle is the approximate area I was riding around in totally lost. I came out onto Trier Rd. and then I knew where I was and what I needed to do to get back onto the trail. As you can see I was far from where I got off of the trail.

 

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Author: Steve Newbauer

I have a few current blogs (tadpolerider1, navysight, truthtoponder and stevesmixedbag) so I am keeping busy. I hope you the reader will find these blogs interesting and enjoy your time here. Feel free to email me at tadpolerider2 at gmail dot com (@gmail.com)

One thought on “DON’T FOLLOW ME … I’M LOST”

  1. GPS

    Seriously, I was on a night ride with a club in PR China and I got separated. They were panicked until my daughter reminded them that I had my GPS.

    All rides started and ended at the sponsoring bike shop. When they got back to the bike shop I was sitting there, reading and waiting for them.

    It is also how I managed to do several Solo-Tours there. Even in the states, it makes travel easier.

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