I haven't posted in this forum for ages, but I think now is the perfect time to do so. A year ago today, I lost my confidence and my head space was not in a good place since then. Altho I have done many (many!) km's, I could not get over my incident at Galston Gorge. Here is what happened (mind the language): I was petrified going through the gorge. The stories I was told, the pics I had seen of stacks all came flooding back as soon as I went over the bridge. When I came up on that first 5 km/h bend I felt like the whole world was about to end, and I lost my sh*t so to speak.. I took the corner too fast, and too tight.. concentrating too much on not going into the oncoming lane put me exactly where I didn't want to be. SO after I got to the top.. tears streaming down my cheeks, me kicking my bike I swore off that dreaded piece of bitumen and told myself I would NEVER put my 2 wheels on it again (I did eventually try and go down with some of the awesomely patient blokes on here, but that was a big nup too). Other riders stories about how they nearly crashed, or did crash, or knew of someone else that crashed made me feel like my decision was right. The road beat me, and for a year, I could live with that. But my riding abilities were affected. U-turns (which I still cannot do), tight bends, going at a good pace through twisties was something that became alien to me. My SR's constantly kicked in, and I would avoid some pretty awesome roads because of it. The memory faded after a while, and my thinking turned to maybe I just didn't have the skill to be a motorcycle rider, and that maybe I should just give up. Over the last few months, fear had turned into frustration. I love riding, I enjoy every single nano-second of it. Rain, fog, heat, -0 temps.. bring it on! So I started rehashing all the rides I've done. What did I do wrong.. where did I scare myself.. WHAT did I do to.. WHERE was I .. and my thoughts just kept going back to the Day of the Gorge.. *sigh* Right. The Gorge. My heart was racing and my hands were shaking when I told @Wil02 that today (being yesterday) was the day I needed to get over this ridiculous feeling. I almost choked on the the words.. lets go through the Gorge. Galston Gorge. OMG. Nerves. Breathe. Relax. I cannot express how much this has helped me. The relief and the confidence that I feel is amazing. All I can say is: if you've had a moment in time like I did, no matter how long it takes, or how many times you say "no, not yet" take a deep breath, find an awesomely supportive friend and conquer that demon. Don't let it win.