I didn't want to say anything before, but...

My first ride on a bike was taking my 600F4 home from Kissimee to Ft. Myers (a 3 hours ride). The only previous "experience" I had ever had on any type of bike at all was riding my friend's '87 Ninja 750 around the block once. Riding the 600 home was I-4 to I-75 the entire way... and it rained! I honestly wasn't nearly as scared as the first time I got up north and discovered the backroads. Taking turns safely yet making them exciting is much harder (to me) than riding on any freeway.

P.S. I know this is bad, but I didn't even have any sort of license at that point.

 

the only time on the freeway I was totally tweaked was when i was riding up 75 and the cross wind was so bad it looked like I was knee draggin and only got worse when I passed a semi... crapped a cucumber on that one

 

you'll get used to it no biggie