OK. Now I have a couple of pictures of the wife on our ride to key West last month.
On the old historic 7-mile bridge...
and this one was right after I turned into the parking area, hit a chuckhole filled with the soft blowing sand that's everywhere, and the front wheel turned. I almost dropped the bike (but held it up long enough to get some help from a couple of old guys), but dropped the wife off the back. She rolled off, dusted herself off, and climbed right back aboard. Tough lady!