I was really looking forward to riding tonight after work. 3rd time out on the road for the Suzi and I. My husband and I headed out and it was my 1st time on the highway. My lord, 100klm/hr is sooooo fast hey!? I've only ever got her up to 80 on previous rides. I handled the highway just fine. Even had a truck beside me and I coped just fine, I believe. Anyway, the trip turned sour. I don't know what happened and I still am trying to replay the moment in my head. We were off the highway, on the home stretch. There is a bend in the road, and it's an uphill bend. My husband was following behind me. Next thing he see's me shoot off the bend and into the gravel!! He pulled up beside me and I think the size of my eyeballs told the story. All I remember is going around the bend and thinking "I'm not going to make this". I found myself heading off the edge of the bend and onto the gravel area on the side of the ride. My husbands wise words popped into my head just at the right moment. I squeezed in the clutch and let her coast until I slowed down enough to apply a bit of brake. My hubby was so proud of how I managed the mess. I caught my breath, swallowed my fear and headed home. On reflection, we can see what went wrong. I didn't look at my exit point on the corner AND I'm not leaning into the corners. Back to the local train station car park for some cornering practce I think! It scared the poop out of me. But - I don't won't to let it beat me. I'm going to do that corner again and this time I will master it! So, that was the good, the bad and the ugly of my 3rd time on the bike.