Well, Bev was travelling along the Interstate minding her own business when she noticed a cop car travelling beside her at the same speed....hmmmm. Then she saw the flashing lights, whhaaattt??? but she was only 5 miles over the limit, she was flying a Canadian flag, what the HELL??? She cautiously removed her hand from the grip and pointed to herself...twice...but the state trooper did not budge. Geeeezzz, she had to pull over on the narrow side driving at an angle over the rumble strips at the side of the interstate (dangerous for bikes), all the while looking at Dave's bike disappearing over the horizon (Dave looks in his rearview mirror once every 5 miles!!).
Once stopped and off her bike, the Trooper says that her front light is out....she checks and sure enough her high beam is dead. She puts on the low beams and begins to panic...where is Dave? How will they reconnect? Even the Trooper begins to get upset, Bev is nearly in tears....thank god he didn't ask for her driver's licence (guess who has it...way up on the horizon). Dave had the licence to show along with our US National Park Passes. So, the Trooper followed Bev to the next highway turnoff, but no Dave was to be seen. At that point the Trooper abandoned Bev with a pat on her back, and she hit the Interstate alone worried that not only did they they not have bike-to-bike communication, and not only did Bev have no ID, she didn't even have a charge card!
As Bev drove along creating different horrific scenarios, she wondered; is Dave at the next exit? will I see him going to other way on the Interstate? How will I get home with no money? I have Dave's Insulin! What if he is not seen at the next exit because he is on the bridge making a Uturn and I miss him? etc etc etc. Good result, about 7 miles later he has pulled off to the side of the highway and we reconnect....guess what, we now know what we want from Santa = Bluetooth bike-to-bike communication.
