I was riding the 1 north towards Monterey and this dude pulled up next to me in my lane right next to me, on my right side. We were pulling this steep hill and my bike was screaming in third gear. This guy just pulls up, about 3 feet from me and just holds pace with me for a few seconds. We both look at each other and at our bikes, and exchange a big smile. I speed up and shift into 4th, he throws out a thumbs up and cracks the throttle. His bike shoots out in front, then weaves left over the dotted line and into the other lane. He meets 2 more bikes traveling the same speed and the 3 riders pull away at a fast pace down the hi way. I think those few seconds were the best part of my day.