Left the city via the main ramps at hobson/nelson this evening around 10.15pm. At the lights just before the ramp itself, I caught a glimpse of the bike cop in the far right hand lane, thought to myself, heh, he's enjoying this lovely winter weather as much as me
Took off down the ramp, didn't think much of it, until all of a sudden, he pulls alongside just after Khyber Pass

Looked at him, wondering if he was after me (I hadn't done anything, honest!). Guessing it was the same one, unless he had been waiting somewhere, but anyway, got a nod from him, gave him the thumbs up, and he sat just off my rear until I got off at SE Highway, when I gave him a friendly wave, and he carried on.
I guess he just wanted the company? There certainly weren't many bikes out (ok... there were two...us), either that or he was checking details. Or he fancied me or the Honda

either of which are equally scary

Although, at the risk of starting to make this sound gay ... I certainly want the toys all the cop bikes are rigged up with!
So ambo bike boys... the bike cops are teh harder than you!
(yes yes... I know, management makes the decisions. That either means the ambo bosses are pussies, or the cop bosses don't care about their bike boys
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