So I went on a group ride this Saturday past-I was the only P plater everyone else had lots and lots of experience. I was in the middle of a group of about 12 bikes. Anyway we took off from Berowra and went down some good tight corners towards the punt. I did myself reasonably proud and handled the real tight ones with aplomb ( if not slightly brown pants...) even avoided a truck doing a three point turn to get around the corner. Then down to Galston to the punt- handled those corners as well and was pleased to be told that I was taking a good line etc. But holy hell do some of these guys'n'gals lay the rubber. I had to avoid the temptation to try and keep up- I would have been road kill for sure! But after Spencer we went down ? Bumble Hill and I got the heebie jeebies (why???) and sat on the brakes too much. Once I got down the bottom we headed towards Dooralong. I was so cranky with myself for being a gutless wonder going down that hill, I then stopped looking at the speedo and just let myself get into it more -I was really starting to crack the corners really well with a good lean, I even did a nice evasive swerve around a suicidal duck! I know it was probably a bit reckless but I was really taking a lot of corners at a fair speed but I really felt in control and the people following, bless 'em, said I was looking good with a nice lean. I am really addicted to those twisties now but will really have to watch the speed a bit or I will find myself minus my Ps....but it felt sooooo good and I felt like the bike was a part of me (although after 4 hours of riding I struggled to throw my stumpy little leg over to get off the bike so almost literally was attached). Riding like that also felt like a real turn on - is that off- too much information?;-) I can't wait for my next serious twistie ride seems like an excellent a way to relieve any type of tension!