Needed a bit of a cobweb blow-out today. Made it to midday staring moodily at the rain and decided, to hell with it. Togged up in super-warmies, all covered from head to foot with my totally dry flouros, I'm off South.
Over the Bombays it was really pissing down. Add truck-wheel wash and it was like riding in a snow-storm. I decided the Thames/motorway overpass would be my first stop (underneath). My very wise opinion was being shared by a bike-cop; most uncop-like having a fag. I pulled alongside, said hello and pulled out my own fags.
We yakked for a few minutes. He races cages and is looking forward to Hampton Downs opening.
Anyway, the deluge was still deluging when out of the gloom comes some dude, blatting long on a...? couldn't tell the make, L-plate vivid, but! wearing an open-face helmet and no glasses, a light parka atop shorts. But the real eye-opener was his safety boots. Yup. Jandals.
I said, 'Bugger me!'
Cop said, 'I think I might go have a chat,' snapped down his visor and was gone.
Geez but they breed bikers tough in the Waikato, Aye.
I've never seen a cop's mouth drop open, but this one's did.
Then I got to the Hamilton by-pass. Stopped right next to a dude in a shiny 4WD cage. Remember I'm in head-to-foot flouros. He decided to change lanes and thought better of completing the move when my right-hand handle-bar counter-weight started to dig into his left front door.
You never guess what he said. Yup, 'Sorry Mate. I just didn't see you!'
Apart from that twas a great ride, if not a bit wet at times.:--))
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